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It was cold you hid your hands inside your sleeve |
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as we walked I heard the laughter in the leaves |
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See the shadows lying now where once we stood |
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And I would lie down with them if I only could |
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Music came to me it came across the sound |
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How you laughed and shone and danced a circle round |
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As we walked away I saw a shadow on the ground |
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There were stones inside my pockets that were found |
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When I was younger I heard angels on the roof |
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A Thousand voices singing each note was the truth |
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All the wise and light I have left them in my youth |
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And I have only just my memory for proof |
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See a doorway open on a darkened room |
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In the garden thread lies broken on the loom |
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See a face is smiling flicker on a wall |
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In the distance mountains waiting for the Fall. |
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See these knots around my hands around my feet |
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They would take me down my end for me to meet |
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And I grow weary of this struggle and this fight |
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Morning so far off from out here in the night |
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The Night is cold and you must leave me this I know |
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And empty all the places where we used to go |
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Before I knew you I went climbing in the snow |
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And called your name out to the darkness down below |
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I miss you |
