Be Not A Spirit

April 7, 2010
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I know of a place
Where the music doesn't play
The silence takes hold of you
As you live your darkest day
Til you are crying for an end
You plead for the sun
I have been there so often
I know just how it's done
Then she heard my voice softly
As I called out in the night
She stretched out her hand to me
To save me from my fears
As I held her in my arms
The music came back to me
As I knew for sure
She was my one and only
She's the reason my heart is full
For her my love will always be pure

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