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Quietly slipping away are the fertile ties |
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that have bound us. |
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Behind its subtle ways you know this world |
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can hide and surround us. |
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And living in a lonely room beneath the |
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tomb oh, of another sky |
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they tell me that it's a shame not a word |
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was spoken as the bottom line was broken, |
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but it's coming back again. |
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And after all this time |
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the stillness still can shake me |
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to the corners of my mind |
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where the Angel Fire |
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oh, the Angel Fire shines. |
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She held me like the rest and wore her |
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summer dress so full of flowers. |
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And just as if to stay we loved along the |
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way but the time was not ours. |
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And standing there beneath the sun |
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I watched the river run |
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oh, as the kids float by. |
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It was a father and a son who made a simple |
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turning into a permanent good-bye, |
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but let's give it one more try. |
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And after all this time |
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the stillness still can shake me |
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to the corners of my mind |
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where the Angel Fire |
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oh, the Angel Fire shines. |
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Well, she held us in her morning |
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this one last time and we will be gone. |
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And looking up we watched the angels |
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paint the sky. |
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And with the passion of a picture |
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we made our silent ride down |
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just happy with this portion of our lives |
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And after all this time |
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the stillness still can shake me |
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to the corners of my mind |
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where the Angel Fire, |
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oh, the Angel Fire shines. |
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And after all this time |
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the stillness still can shake me |
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to the corners of my mind |
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where the Angel Fire, |
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oh, the Angel Fire shines. |
