I stroll in shade of silent pine
Along the path this day to find
A scent or scene replay our time
I want to walk with you in mind
With knotted ground beneath my feet
Above the trees there stirs a breeze
Our sticks were dark and rode the stream
I need you here so close to breathe
I trip and fall as if a sign
A voice unheard a sound in time
No hand to hold no lips of wine
I dream and walk with you in mind |
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