| I had a dream last night that the two of you met
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| You were sitting side by side, talking like old friends
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| You looked just like I remember, wearing that coat from 85
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| You were smiling like you are right now, all free and full of wild
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| I had a dream last night that the two of you met
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| He was telling you a story, I’m not sure which one it was
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| Using his hands to mark out something, maybe the size of his love
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| He never really spelled that out when he was down here on the ground
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| But it’s all right there, in between the words and I can hear it clearly now
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| I had a dream last night that the two of you met
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| Yeah, he was something, he was one of a kind
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| And you would have loved him if you were born in his time
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| But he’s somewhere in your eyes
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| Between Heaven and Earth, it’s a damn long view
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| I had a dream last night that the two of you met
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| I was struck by the vision, the kind of dream you dream to dream
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| And whatever you two talked about, that’s between you and him, not me
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| I hope he told you what’s important, what to let go and what to hold
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| And if he mentioned life is short, well, that’s because he knows
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| I had a dream last night that the two of you met
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| Yeah, he was something, he was one of a kind
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| You would have loved him if you were born in his time
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| But he’s somewhere in your eyes
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| Between Heaven and Earth, it’s a damn long, damn long view
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| Damn long view
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| I had a dream last night that the two of you met
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| You were sitting side by side talking like old friends |