| He walked like a ghost
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| Til he became a ghost
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| Lost what he believed in and all that he held close
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| Words would not express or allow him to describe
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| The sadness that he dealt with up until the day he died
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| Sarah, and Lily and Grace
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| When the world was a much better place
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| 20 of them please
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| On up and down the keys
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| He played with a purpose he also played with ease
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| I played them too the sweetest soul I knew
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| And cherished every moment that I got to spend with, you
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| Sarah, and Lily and Grace
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| Sarah, and Lily and Grace
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| Sarah, and Lily and Grace
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| When the world was a much better place
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| Holes had replaced those beautiful brown eyes
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| Souls erased, angels fell and darkness filled the sky
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| And he walked like a ghost up until the day he was
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| When something like this happens, I guess, that’s what someone does
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| And Sarah, and Lily and Grace
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| Sarah, and Lily and Grace
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| Sarah, and Lily and Grace
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| When the world was a much better place
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| Sarah, and Lily and Grace
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| When the world was a much better place |