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Oh how I remember.. "come dance with me in the old green field" letting go of the the things we feel let our bodies sway to a soulful tune… with these colors pale,   and your eyes aglow tell me the secrets of long ago.. follow me down to the river slow use those tired hands to mend our souls.. ______________________________________ I’ll go down to the old green field and hold fast to these things I feel let my body sway to this soulful tune.. those colors pale my eyes misty blue remembering the things that I told you.. I’ll walk down to the river slow take these tired hands and try and mend my soul..
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Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 10:50 AM UTC
Not So Long Ago
Oh how I remember.. "come dance with me in the old green field" letting go of the the things we feel let our bodies sway to a soulful tune… with these colors pale,   and your eyes aglow tell me the secrets of long ago.. follow me down to the river slow use those tired hands to mend our souls.. ______________________________________ I’ll go down to the old green field and hold fast to these things I feel let my body sway to this soulful tune.. those colors pale my eyes misty blue remembering the things that I told you.. I’ll walk down to the river slow take these tired hands and try and mend my soul..
abigail-kruke
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Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 10:50 AM UTC
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