| I would return to you
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| With all I can carry
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| Remedies, honey and milk
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| Every little thing
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| A dim world behind me now
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| Devoid of all purpose
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| I reach towards the gentle darkness
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| Alluring and warm
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| Time standing still
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| Filled with flowers of yesteryears
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| Pristine in their withered guise
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| As you are in my memories
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| The stone is still and mute
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| Standing amidst the tide
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| With me in silent waiting
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| For one never to return?
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| Still, your words are branded
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| A tether on the shore of my soul
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| Vivid days gone, they bind me
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| Break the surface now
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| This is not the day we part
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| That day is still in the distance
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| The beacon’s fire burns tall
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| Harrowing the gathering darkness |