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 Of sorrow blue and clad  mist
 Dancing midst the  of my dreams
 My  one my fallen beauty
  beneath a dismal cloud
 I recall that  morning
  ran to the shores of her eyes
 I was there watching the 
 And it  all silent upon the sea
 A candle caravan
 The final stream of angel 
 There was  farewell of solace
 Before the  was gone
 Of sorrow blue and clad in 
 Her cordial hands reach for 
 My  dream her soothing warmth
 Fallen beneath a dismal 
  bow to her beautiful name
 The flowers need not to  watered
  tears wont let the soil dry
 Where her name is  in stone
 You were my  you were my soul
 Lips of roses mane  gold
  we lay entwined
  wore the carnal crown of sorrow
  and clad in soil
 My mind still echoes from her 
 Earth and time  calling my name
 Let me  beneath this dismal cloud