The poet's voice lingers on
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His words hang in the air
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The ground you walk upon
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My death will not be there
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My death will not be then
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I take you through my dreams
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Out into the darkest morning
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Past the bloodfilled stream
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Into the garden of Jane Delawney
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Into her garden Love
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Always roses there
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Don't like it as you pass
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For a fire will consume your hair
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And your eyes will turn to glass
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Your eyes will turn to glass
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In the willow's shade
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Don't lie to hear it weep
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For its tears of gold and jade
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Will drown you as you sleep
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Will drown you love
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Jane Delawney had her dreams
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But she never did discover
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For the flow that feeds the stream
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Is the lifeblood of her lover
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Is the lifeblood of her lover
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And the purifying beam
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Of the sun does shine her never
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While the spirit of her dream
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In the garden lives forever
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Lives forever now
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The Garden Of Jane Delawney (Bias Boshell)
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| All About Eve |
