Goodness
With a blue bird on my shoulder
And a cross upon my hand
I sit here still a shade of memory
With many things yet to comprehend
Where did the year go is yet a problem still
The words that came between us
I can't remember and probley never will
It's been such a long time now
My spirit is still here with me somehow
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