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words of comfort |
| In her golden hair a silver lining all her words mean well But it's better just to share a silence when there's not a lot to tell Her story's words flutter around me Her questions fall, on ears so deaf Stop reaching for the stars my friend Just be glad with what you have What I've lost you mean, I add in my sad and mindless ponder The heart may break and heal again but never it grows fonder Never shall it not regret to mend the broken pieces back And then she said yet the heart grows stronger |