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For the life of me I can see but you
I look to the heavans and see your kind
I wonder silently if you are true
It only shows in that eye of the mind.
You have come only with intent to grace
Heavan has seen us and now we are fed
We look upon the sies and see the pace
Like all good things of Earth it will be dead.
In this we have seen the grandest picture
You will soon not be here but in a tomb
And darkness will spread to all the pasture
This is when we cannot hear your soft boom
Look upon you and see the hour is late
We must now all go to that grand old gate.
- by The Greater |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/03/2009 |
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- Title: The Hour is Dusk
- Artist: The Greater
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- Date: 09/03/2009
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