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Video Music:
The Scent of Cedars.
By Philipp Weigl.
Performed by Philipp Weigl
at the Free Music Archive
under an Attribution
License.
I think of you as watching from
A time and space beyond the sky,
A place where we might someday come,
Alexis and I, and we three some
Sweet moments share. Though it's a lie,
I think of you as watching from
This place, and know you're gone, but numb
With grief, I cannot let you die.
There is no place where we can come
Together once again. It's dumb
To think so. Yet when I cry,
I think of you as watching from
A happiness I cannot plumb,
More real than real, more want than why,
A place where we might someday come,
Alexis and I. No heart can sum
The measurements that yield goodbye.
And so I keep you watching from
A place where we might someday come.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
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