| Her head lay back in blankets, soft white down
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| Her hair warm autumn colors, floating
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| Our days were classroom poems, true young love
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| Some nights we roar like lions, some we coo like doves
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| I left her long ago one summer, chasing dreams
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| I hum good sweet explosions, sweet nothings
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| I broke her heart not knowing she’d return
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| And graven scars deep in me forever
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| I hear my sleeping sister
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| In the early morning hours
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| I hear her though it’s silent
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| Standing over me now
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| Tonight the skies
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| Will open for you
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| Mountains and big clouds
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| Divide us in two
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| She fell into his arms, his sweet, strong kiss
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| She made her perfect gardens in this
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| World that turned its back, shook things 'round
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| In time it took our loving sister down
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| I met my fallen angel one last time
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| I promised always through me she would shine
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| I held her hands, I sunk into her heart
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| 'Til powers unrelenting pulled us apart
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| I saw my sleeping sister
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| Rising toward a light
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| A mist above the skyline
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| On that never ending night
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| Tonight bright stars
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| Are shining for you
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| Oceans and full moons
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| Deep midnight blue
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| I woke up every morning
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| Not believing her to be gone
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| Outside the doves and sparrows
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| Carried on
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| Building now so sweetly
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| Settled into spring
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| Outside the kids in their yards
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| Laughing and playing
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| I loved you like no other
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| Your eyes I can’t erase
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| Your voice it wakes me always
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| Pouring down from space
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| Like warm sun rays
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| You’re turning into
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| Wild sails on cool bays
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| I’m watching for you
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| Tonight the skies
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| Are open for you
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| Mountains and big clouds
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| Dividing in two |