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standing by the window
eyes upon you
Hoping that the memory
will leave her spirit soon

She shuts the doors and lights
and lays her body on the bed
where images and words are
running deep
She has too much pride to pull
the sheets above her head
So quietly she lays and
waits for sleep

She stares at the ceiling
and tries not to think
and pictures the chain
shes been trying to link again
but the feeling is gone

And water cant cover her memory
and ashes cant answer her pain
God give me the power to take a
breath from a breeze
And call life from a cold
metal frame

In with the ashes
Or up with the smoke from the fire
With wings up in heaven
or here, lying in bed
palm of her hand to my head
Now and forever curled in my heart
and the heart of the world
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