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Feb 2016
Your foot print will cross my ghost in golden grains of sand
But you must question why I lied to you, and yet I lied to you
You sense I left while love was fraught, and me?
I can but cajole and endeavour not to be so sad

Forgive and forget me when I have to go, I made you a promise which I just broke
I rail at the sky; beat my breast, I’m on a journey where only I can go
Cast my body to the golden sands, and so dispatch me on a voyage far away from you

Summer sun, Ocean wind to a Beach Boy theme
And all for I try to loosely hold your hand, you pass on by so fleet of foot
Winter storms which blow and beat
And I would be there to hold your weight, but you pass me by without thought

Forgive and forget me when I have to go, I made you a promise which I just broke
I rail at the sky; beat my breast, I’m on a journey where only I can go
Cast my body to the golden sands, and so dispatch me on a voyage far away from you

The years have passed like flickering cards
And yet I rail at the skies and beat my breast, as all I could do was lie to you
Your ears hear distant sounds, your eyes see far and wide
And yet you never hear or see me too

I will stand for what seems like to forever beseeching you
Although all my wailing will never do
So pointlessly I rail at the skies and beat my breast weeping for my lies to you
Forgive and forget me when I have to go, I made you a promise which I just broke
I rail at the sky; beat my breast, I’m on a journey where only I can go
Cast my body to the golden sands, and so dispatch me on a voyage far away from you

In every breath I take I can feel and count your hate and you could shout and pull your hair
But that is surely not your way you’d rather sit alone to cry away your lasting tears
While sadly all I can do is stand and shout or sit and wait
I rail at the skies and beat my breast
I could cajole and be so sad, rip my heart in tears for you
But I must stand on the golden sands until you appear for me
But of course I lied to you and there is disbelief you will want me back

So I can only hope that time will heal your tears
With summer passing and winter near
Maybe you will walk the sand and forgive me dear
Talk to me where I can hear, visit me and be so near
And then I can wait for you to appear
Instead if railing at the skies and beating my breast
As I wait for you to come and rest

Forgive and forget me when I have to go, I made you a promise which I just broke
I rail at the sky; beat my breast, I’m on a journey where only I can go
Cast my body to the golden sands, and so dispatch me on a voyage far away from you
Don Moore
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Don Moore  By the Sea in Cornwall
(By the Sea in Cornwall)   
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