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Posted by Bluesy Socrateaser on Sun Mar 01, 2009 11:51 pm
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I used to believe
<br />in miracles and music
<br />I used to believe
<br />in my own heart and you
<br />Back when the sun
<br />crept over my shoulder,
<br />the sun, your shadow, and blue
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<br />Seen through the memories
<br />that flow from my eyes
<br />Great rivers of wanting,
<br />upon shores of goodbyes
<br />Each among others,
<br />so warm and so clear
<br />Back in the days
<br />when I held you near
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<br />Now comes October
<br />it's the fall of the year
<br />When the leaves dance so briskly,
<br />and they follow me here
<br />To the place where you're sleeping,
<br />now I've come to rest
<br />Remembering the sun,
<br />holding you to my breast.
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<br />Lullabies don't linger
<br />on rusty old strings
<br />Words have been lost,
<br />and nobody sings
<br />Now sadness and sorrow
<br />is all that time brings,
<br />the sun, your shadow, and blue.
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<br />
<br />I used to believe
<br />in miracles and music
<br />I used to believe
<br />in my own heart and you
<br />Back when the sun
<br />crept over my shoulder,
<br />the sun, your shadow, and blue
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