long nights of walking through the fire
keep your head down and your chin up
sleep long enough to stay awake
keep your voice down and your spirits up
I sent you pictures to stare at when you sleep
to remind you of all that's left behind
I tell you stories to fill your head up
to keep everyone on your mind
and I can see you crawling but I can't tell you where to go
sons and daughters, mothers and fathers
sisters and brothers and every other
slipping into a dream
and I'd dream - I could bring them all back
but they just fade away with the wind
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