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Sunday, July 18, 2010 11:34:34 AM
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LIQUID VISION
THROUGH EACH TEAR



A friend of a friend’s what you are in my mind
In my heart that’s where you I do find
Your changes mark time
Measurable each time you drop into our world from your home
Far from home

Slotted in like a coin in a slot so well worn
Your convictions your morals so dear
You expounded the merits of life every time
Had it all worked out in your mind




BRIDGE

Didn’t smoke touched no wine
You spent most of your valuable time
Bathed in incense sweet perfume
And surrounded by crystals so fine




CHORUS


And so if we should lose here to death at this hour
We shall cherish that guttural laughter
Hang on to that glint to the gleam in your eye
To the memory of such a brave smile

What a hole you would leave all of us we would grieve
If that light were released from your eyes
For the man and the boy left behind they would find
That your memory will grow through each tear
Dig deeper year upon year

Through each tear




So a friend of a friend you’ll remain in my mind
In my memory frozen in time
Your story your exes your history
Your memories they weave intertwined
Crisscrossing the flow back and forth
Interlocking with mine intertwined
(Crisscrossing the flow back and forth
Interlocking with mine intertwined)



BRIDGE


Didn’t smoke touched no wine
You spent most of your valuable time
Bathed in incense sweet perfume
And surrounded by crystal so fine



CHORUS


And so if we should lose here to death at this hour
We shall cherish that guttural laughter
Hang on to that glint to the gleam in your eye
To the memory of such a brave smile

What a hole you would leave all of us we would grieve
If that light were released from your eyes
For the man and the boy left behind they would find
That your memory will grow through each tear
Dig deeper year upon year

Through each tear


Didn’t smoke touched no wine
You spent most of your valuable time
Bathed in incense sweet perfume
And surrounded by crystal so fine


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