You were always there to hold my hand
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When times were hard to understand
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But now the tides of time have turned
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They keep changing
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Seasons range, but you remain the same
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A steady heart, a sun to rain
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You'll be the light that's shining bright
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High above me
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Autumn gold losing hold
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We are leaves meant to fall
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There is meaning to all that fades
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Freezing winds were stayed by warming words
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To touch your healing to the hurt
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I'll treasure every lesson learned to the embers
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Fire fails, blushes pale
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We will answer the call
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There's a meaning to all our
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Seeds of eulogy to sow along with dreams
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Fill the need that can leave us grieving alone
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Frail is our beauty in the end
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But all we count is sentiment
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A memory stays to guide the way
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and whisper
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Don't lose sight, don't deny
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We are leaves meant to fall,
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there's a meaning to all our
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Seeds of eulogy to sow along with dreams
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Fill the need that can leave us grieving alone
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A symphony resounding in our minds
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guides us through what we knew
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would come all a long
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Sometimes I feel I don't have the words
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Sometimes I feel I'm not being heard
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And then I fear I'm feeling nothing more
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Sometimes I feel I don't want this change
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I think we all have to rearrange
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And now I feel there's no one losing more
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Seeds of eulogy to sow along with dreams
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Fill the need that can leave us grieving alone
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A symphony resounding in our minds
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Guides us through
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as you hear me
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as you do
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as you need me
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Making true
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What we knew would come all along.
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Tides of Time
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