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when he comes to meet you
sit down and talk about
how you have to cross the ocean
and never again you’ll get lost
you’ll be drifting along
along with our memories
in the quiet of the twilight
as a lighthouse you remain
and the silence is whispering your name
no loudness will ever be the same
each morning the glory should remain
and darkness will never be in vain
