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Recast and Reinvented
Until it's how we meant it
Created on 2003-12-13 20:48:29 (#1556000), last updated 2004-11-18
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| Name: | Erin |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 12-19 |
| Location: | Massachusetts, United States |
Lay down your sweet and weary head,
Night is falling, you have come to journey’s end.
Sleep now, and dream of the ones who came before,
They are calling from across a distant shore.
Why do you weep? What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see, all of your fears will pass away.
Sail for miles, you're only sleeping.
What can you see on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea a pale moon rises,
The ships have come to carry you home.
And all will turn to silver glass,
A light on the water, all souls pass.
Hope fades into the world of night,
Through shadows falling out of memory and time.
Don’t say, “We have come now to the end.”
White shores are calling, you and I will meet again
And you’ll be here in my arms, just sleeping.
What can you see on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea a pale moon rises,
The ships have come to carry you home.
And all will turn to silver glass
A light on the water, Grey Ships pass into the west.
Night is falling, you have come to journey’s end.
Sleep now, and dream of the ones who came before,
They are calling from across a distant shore.
Why do you weep? What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see, all of your fears will pass away.
Sail for miles, you're only sleeping.
What can you see on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea a pale moon rises,
The ships have come to carry you home.
And all will turn to silver glass,
A light on the water, all souls pass.
Hope fades into the world of night,
Through shadows falling out of memory and time.
Don’t say, “We have come now to the end.”
White shores are calling, you and I will meet again
And you’ll be here in my arms, just sleeping.
What can you see on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea a pale moon rises,
The ships have come to carry you home.
And all will turn to silver glass
A light on the water, Grey Ships pass into the west.
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