When the grey smoke came
I just held onto a soft hand
Don't forget me
Even though now my time is done
For you
I still see
I miss you mama
And I'll always wait for you
Standing here by the
Eternal Holy sea
Sleep now
My love
For I'll just return
Tomorrow morning at three
So we can share a dream
Where we both hold hands and walk on soft yellow beaches
As far as the astral eye can see
Copyright John Duffy
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