As the dew turns into frost
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There is something that I hope will not be lost
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The leaves will change, they'll start to fall
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I still wonder if it mattered much at all
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When my world starts to fade
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I can only hope that every choice I made
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Will endure, and carry on... into the coming dawn
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The breezes blow, soft clouds drift by
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Like some artists' canvas captured in my eye
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I am sure, I'm holding fast
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I am dying for a lifetime that will last
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But when my world, starts to fade
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I'm still hoping this foundation that I laid
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Will endure, and carry on... into the coming dawn
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We're so close, yet never touch
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Can there be a love that changes me this much
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I can't see, eyes open wide
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Yet I'll never doubt you're standing by my side
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When my world, starts to fade
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I can only hope that every choice I made
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Will endure, and carry on.. into the coming dawn
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The Coming Dawn (Thanatopsis)
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