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if you miss the train i'm on
you will know that i am gone
you can hear the whistle blow
a hundred miles
a hundred miles, a hundred miles
a hundred miles, a hundred miles
you can hear the whistle blow
a hundred miles

This is how I love you:
I wish for a shade I can pull
I feel so afraid of watching you grow up
This love hurts to much
And I try and build a wall
So I don't have to see you fall
And I pray
Go away from my thoughts!

And you live your life with your arms stretched out.
Eye to eye when speaking.
Enter rooms with great joy shouts,
happy to be meeting.

And bright,
bright,
bright as yellow,

All day, since your haircut in the morning,
you have looked like a painting, even more than usual.
We are in the wind, planting the maples.
We meet an older man who seems to know
I miss my dad.
And he smiles through the limbs.
We talk easily with him
until the rain begins.

You can say the word.
Unworthy though I am,
O bread of life,
O bread of life,
I will be healed and come.

Hold me in your arms,
bridegroom of my soul,

The day is over and still so heavy on the mind
In flew glowing, smiling mother, butterfly in yellow
To join the frowning cactus crowd
Finding flowers even there to flutter round

I thought, isn't mother grand? The way she flies and flies
Into the sting of the cold and the prick of the barbed wire
Isn't mother grand to gladly fly and swiftly fly

Now we're in the yard.
Aunt Mary's car is coming, coming.
And all of our plans
are giants in this light.

now that we're coming away.
We are coming away, everything's changed
Everything's different now.

Sixty miles or six hundred.
The shadow of the pines
Or the sunny station wagon.
We're looking at the map
And we're laughing and we're going.

I hope some other time
I won't care so much about

When you wake up sun will shine.
We will not go under any cloud.
Let balloons go up in town,
ring out every bell.
Happy birthday, beautiful,
all the birds of this day
sing a song, sing a song.

Yes, the sidewalk soon will launch you
into Brooklyn, through the air.
And they will give a cheer, I am sure,
when you are coming near
to the ground.
Oh, early in the morning,
when you fly away,
early in the morning,

Look out from your window now.
Can you see me cheering for you, up and down?
I holler across the park, I'm waving these leaves.
I miss my far- flung heart.

All I cannot say I hope you know.
All you cannot say I hope I can hear.

Since I still tell you my every day,
my darling, I think you always hear me
from the sweet away, the sweet away.
Did you see us picnicking at lakeside
in the state park today?
All these things I want you to be part of,
darling, you’ll be.

If I go out in the morning snow
In my pajamas and my winter coat
And take from the house our darker thoughts
And take away the memory of loss
And if I drop them into the snow
Will we never find them anymore?

To see him

Look for me another day
I feel that I could change,
I feel that I could change.
There's a sudden joy that's like
a fish, a moving light;
I thought I saw it
rowing on the lakes of Canada

I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and for you
and I think to myself:
"what a wonderful world..."

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
the bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
and I think to my self:

When Mac was swimming I was running late,
walking around New Orleans looking for a birthday cake.
It was a great surprise to him so many people came.
Nobody knows, darling.
Nobody knows how they are loved.
Don't worry, my darling, the sun's coming up.

Let's get up early now, dive clear into the day.