Sweet Breeze Part 2
Sweet breeze of memory come blow the dust of time, that's settled in the conscience of a
sleeping mind,
Awaken long lost dreams that I had to put aside, arouse the ghost's of yetserday I buried
deep inside.
Sweep clear the ashes that have rested on the past, for it's time to take another look
among the shadows that were cast.
Sweet breze of memory blow the secrets clear, allow the voices in my head the chance for
me to hear.
Scatter all the seeds of doubt, that were planted long ago, harvest all the bad times,
don't let the heartache grow.
Sweet breeze of memory when I close my eyes I see, the time as come for me to say I truly
know of you I'm free.
Sweet breeze of memory be kind with what you call, for although I lived a crazy life, I
don't want to recall it all.
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