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I said I am afraid to go to a better place
until you lit the path and took my hand...

Why do we have to part while the love is still...
Why do we have to suffer...

Every time you look at me a part of me dies
I know that there's someone else I can see it in...

As I travel down life's path,
It's hard to know which way to go...

I know this is long but please read it...

In life there are many things that depart,
The ones that have the most pain and grief are...

If you were here I would say thank-you,
for teaching me to find the courage and strength...

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Everybody gonna pray on the very last day.
When they hear the bell, a ring the world away...

I am your work, oh Lord a living stone.
Your vineyard's branch abiding in the vine...

A simple drop of rain, fell on soil parched,
Where once there stood a green an pleasant land...