| Once in the dear dead days beyond recall
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| When on the world the mists began to fall
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| Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng
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| Low to our hearts Love sang an old sweet song;
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| And in the dusk where fell the firelight gleam
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| Softly it wove itself into our dream
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| Just a song a twilight, when the lights are low
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| And the flick’ring shadows softly come and go
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| Tho' the heart be weary, sad the day and long
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| Still to us at twilight comes Love’s old song
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| Comes Love’s old sweet song
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| Even today we hear Love’s song of yore
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| Deep in our hearts it dwells forevermore
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| Footsteps may falter, weary grow the way
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| Still we can hear it at the close of day
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| So till the end, when life’s dim shadows fall
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| Love will be found the sweetest song of all
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| Just a song a twilight, when the lights are low
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| And the flick’ring shadows softly come and go
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| Tho' the heart be weary, sad the day and long
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| Still to us at twilight comes Love’s old song
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| Comes Love’s old sweet song |