Love is something,
we all cherish dearly.
When we lose it,
our hearts ache severely.
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We've walked together down this winding road,
For five or so years now
In search of something true.
And all together we grew.
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I am the Earth
And the Earth is me.
Each blade of grass,
Each sycamore tree,
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In my mind I hold a picture
Of how we used to be
For everything you needed
You could turn to me.
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I met a knight in the hills,
Riding on his grey noble steed,
With amour loudly clinking,
A fine sight indeed.
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Alone in my head,
I'm feeling so low,
You wont understand,
No one can know.
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He marches along the dirt gravel road
His gun in his hands, his pack on his back
His countries weight on his shoulders
Wanting to go back
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On a cold November Sunday morn, an old man sits a while
Looking though old photographs, he can't help but smile
They're all there, all the boys, with hair cut short and neat
Uniforms of khaki, strong black boots upon their feet.
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For both the injured and the lost
I ask you to keep count with me
Of all the wars and what they cost
I ask you to be silent with me
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I stood there before the crosses
glowing white in row on row
Everyone a young life cut short
as the names upon them show.
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