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trying to greive
A Kiss between her shoulder blades
and she will sprout wings
A Kiss between her shoulder blades
and all the angels will sing
welcome home! welcome home!
What a light she will bring!
welome home, welcome home, all the angels will sing
A WHISPER in her ear
and her eyes will close
A WHISPER in her ear of words she'll never know
and the graves lie close and the sun it shone
while i WHISPER in her ear words she'll nevr know
A TOUCH of her hands feel so cold
A TOUCH of her hand and I cant let go
all the fingers curled close
all the flesh tucked in folds
A TOUCH of this stone and i cant let go
And the warmth of the sun FELL on her hair
And the warmth of the sun Brought memories there
And the warmth of the sun Brought to me a tear
as the warmth of the sun lit up her hair
Just then i hearfd a rustle through the leaves
I FIND myself wondering
will she miss me?
I FIND myself asking what will she see?
Nearby there was a stream
I walked along it TRYING to grieve
WALKING and LAUGHING, just TRYING to grieve.
