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In the middle of my mourning |
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Sits joy like a happy child |
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In the middle of this death |
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I must cry with life for a while |
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And death is great |
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We are in his keep, laughing and whole |
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When we feel deep in life |
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He dares weep, deep in our soul |
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And you are gone |
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But you are perfect now |
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And you like to dress |
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You wear dresses that never fade |
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And you are gone(My mother cried, she said you'd gone away) |
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But you are perfect now(And now a part of me must do the same) |
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And you like to dress(But I know I must be thankful) |
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You wear dresses that never fade |
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You wear dresses that never fade |
