The Forgotten Songs
Sing to me forgotten songs
Oh bittersweet refrain
Carry as the deepest breath
Here shall I remain
True the gold of life and love
And true the heart alive
Steal the brink of waking breath
Deep within to thrive
Free the grace of such a voice
Whispers I have heard
Yet unbroken by the sound
Chance a sacred word
Copyright © Christopher Steven Coan | Year Posted 2011
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