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Over the mantle a photo of isis looks away from Me. "If she were to die in My arms," I
begin to say, but I feel the cold of the October morning when I last was in the orchard wash the
darkness of the nyght to a soft gray. The dawn is stirring. "I....." Long shadows now steal My
words from Me. I let another speak for Me lest I disturb the moment and My memories of her.....
'Its here I´ll hide, when worlds collide, when lights are out and music dies, with you.
When all is over, curtains down.
I´ve said my lines, I took my bow for you.
Be near when all is said and done?
Will you be near to see the morning sun?
Be near to me as days go by with a few hellos and thousand more goodbyes, a thousand more
goodbyes.
It´s here I´ll rest when years have passed, when silence falls then I will call for you.
When there are no more words to say and no more tears to cry I´ll stay with you.
Be near when all is said and done?
Will you be near to see the morning sun?
Be near to me as days go by with a few hellos and thousand more goodbyes, a thousand more
goodbyes.
Be near when all is said and done will you be near to see the morning sun
Will you be near when all is said and done will you be near to see the morning sun.
Be near to me as days go by with a few hellos and thousand more goodbyes,
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A thousand more goodbyes.' (Greta Salome)"
A thousand more goodbyes
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