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Post by lanaia74 on May 26, 2007 15:06:44 GMT -5
Can't you hear the wind as it whispers my name? Those that have gone before me calling to me As if to tell me, they are alright, this is why they are calling my name Whispering, they did not want to go, but just like life, this was meant to be. Then the rain starts, their tears, wanting me to know, they miss me so The thunder, their anger, angry because they are in a different place The rainbow, telling me the day will come, that hear one day I will go The lightning, their eyes, telling me one day again we would be face to face. Listen! Listen hard! And you can hear the wind whisper to you Telling you, your loved ones that have passed, are just fine Hear them speaking to you, believe and no longer will you be sad and blue Between life and death, there is a very thin line. One which can be breeched, only if you recognize the signs Like the wind as it whispers your name Your loved ones calling to you, saying everything will be fine You must stay here a little longer to play life's complicated game. Believe in what the wind tries to whisper to you Telling you, life and death are but an obstacle To keep you from the ones that you love, making one so sad and blue They know without them, life here can be very sad and dull. But listen hard as the wind whispers I am sure you will hear the same thing Death, just as life must occur But in the end, love overcomes, and once again your heart will sing.
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