| I heard the angels cry in vain
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| I guess they knew it was time
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| Time for you to join them
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| The words are lost in silence
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| There’s nothing they can do or say to will
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| Heaven awaits as eyes lie so very still
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| The hands of time could never fill
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| The void left so suddenly behind you
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| Love lies bleeding
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| It’s sad to know your diamond eyes
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| They won’t shine upon us anymore
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| Weeping willow your name engraved
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| Though seasons change it still remains
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| Eternal winter will not wane
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| Through the cold November rain
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| I will watch over you
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| Incense and myrrh
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| Silken red mahogany
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| Beautifully disfigured
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| The scent of orchids fills the air
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| Incense and Myrrh
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| A candle’s flame unwavering
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| A choir of the angels, places of so high they sing
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| Tears rain down, down on me
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| Incense and Myrrh
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| Herein lies a mystery
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| A cradle filled with wonder
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| Transcends to fatal tragedy
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| Incense and Myrrh
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| A vacant room, a diary
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| Memoirs through the eyes of a child
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| And the keeper’s broken promises of sanctuary
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| Shelter me, carry me, pray for me
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| Then will you scatter me into the stained glass sky
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| Halo of empathy, shine on me
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| Bleed for the inner child, like the wild rose it, has wilted away
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| The candle fades as a part of me has died
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| Tears rain down, down on me |