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taking them out of sight
autumn and memories
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Catch first autumn tears
On leaves red and ocher lie
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her flesh
This shadow shape of a body that lays
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shadows of light on flowers
sleeping garden sighs
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under a restless the moon,
less she allays, his visions of what may
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you'll take me away
to dreams delight
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there and then
Two little finches, where happy again
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When close to my ear you whisper
my name softly, this touch of love
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Of an ancient town
In the bay of Gallaway, Ireland
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Dreams of black and white
Come hither, where there is no light
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Love others
Then life will be evermore
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She'll rest at the bottom of the sea
with no name, no eyes would ever see
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dark and dreary, tilted on its lee
She'll be gone one day, with her mystery
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bending the light
of dreams never begotten
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The moon is crescent and fades, shapes drift out and shadows sleek
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Wearing a green old cap
a rap a tap
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where Sirius broods
taking you back in time
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then soon parted ways and wishes
Strange dreams had the lad , a golden token in his hand
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Moonlight skips across silver sheen
Their tridents long and lean
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It drifts from all cafes that tell
of a sweet opiate that subdues
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In a cup of hot tea well stirred
Your future on leaves then weaved
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his laughter haunting breezes kin
from his old soul to comfort mine
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when heaven blinked
and let eternity unfold
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On crescent moons sit all dreams
My firelight fades into dark streams
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with a smile and a daze
Now he lives in an old oak tree
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till the last time
then only a rustle of leaves serpentine
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lost in his dreams of
Evermore
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on her finger a golden band adorns
now bells ring and love forever follows
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that a period could've saved
his dreary lot
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his boat on rocks his kilt of other colors,
would cause and Englishman's uproar
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and unicorns danced
to the shamrock greens and fairies biding
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"I may be poor and have no home,
but what I have is greater treasure ,ti's an Irish funny bone"
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is all I have left,
from what was real
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There's magic whispered,
breezes conspire, when I think of you
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Of feelings sexual,
my mind wandering, far from her
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