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I was coming home in the dead of night |
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In a cruel October storm |
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When an old grey man came into sight |
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His jacket sodden and torn |
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The mist was tangled in his hand |
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As I asked where is your home |
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He spoke as if I was not there |
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And his voice was cold as stone |
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Cold as stone |
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T'was in that far-off land of mine |
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Dear land I'll never see |
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The grey church like a ghost stood up |
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And the sundial spoke to me |
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The grey church like a ghost stood up |
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And the sundial spoke to me |
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It spoke into this soul of mine |
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This day this day is thine |
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This day is thine |
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The bright-eyed baby Bunsen flowers |
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Showered sweetness on the spring |
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And in the dark green shade I heard |
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Singers of the deep wood sing |
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And in the dark green shade I heard |
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Singers of the deep wood sing |
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And that old sundial had it's say |
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This day no other day |
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No other day |
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No other day |
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The players of the playtime pass |
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How swift the seasons turn |
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For what we strive and most may love |
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Still never yet may earn |
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For what we strive and most may love |
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Still never yet may earn |
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The old sundial it still speaks on |
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This day is nearly gone |
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Nearly gone |
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Nearly gone |
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The kisses and the fallen dreams |
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Hearts that could not hold their pain |
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Seem holier in the mist of years |
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That old sundial speaks again |
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The tears get lost in the mist of years |
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And the sundial speaks again |
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Stern teacher of this heart of mine |
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This day so lost is thine |
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This day is thine |
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My heart is lost in the mist of years |
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It cannot hold it's pain |
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That sundial speaks in this soul of mine |
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This day what's lost is gone |
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The day is gone |
