| Let it go my love, my truest
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| Let it sail on silver wings
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| Life’s a twinkling and that’s for certain
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| But it’s such a fine thing
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| There’s a gathering of spirits
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| There’s a festival of friends
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| And we’ll take up where we left off
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| When we all meet again
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| I can’t explain it
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| I couldn’t if I tried
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| How the only things we carry
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| Are the things we hold inside
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| Like a day in the open
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| Like the love we won’t forget
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| Like the laughter that we started
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| And it hasn’t died down yet
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| Let it go my love, my truest
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| Let it sail on silver wings
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| Life’s a twinkling and that’s for certain
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| But it’s such a fine thing
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| There’s a gathering of spirits
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| There’s a festival of friends
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| And we’ll take up where we left off
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| When we all meet again
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| Oh yeah, now didn’t we
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| And don’t we make it shine
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| Aren’t we standing in the center of
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| Something rare and fine
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| Some glow like embers
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| Like a light through colored glass
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| Some give it all in one great flame
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| Throwing kisses as they pass
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| So let it go my love, my truest
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| Let it sail on silver wings
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| Life’s a twinkling and that’s for certain
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| But it’s such a fine thing
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| There’s a gathering of spirits
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| There’s a festival of friends
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| And we’ll take up where we left off
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| When we all meet again
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| East of Eden
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| But there’s Heaven in our midst
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| And we’re never really all that far
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| From those we loved and miss
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| Wade out in the water
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| There’s a glory all around
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| And the wisest say there’s a 1000 ways
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| To kneel and kiss the ground
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| Let it go my love, my truest
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| Let it sail on silver wings
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| Life’s a twinkling and that’s for certain
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| But it’s such a fine thing
|
| There’s a gathering of spirits
|
| There’s a festival of friends
|
| And we’ll take up where we left off
|
| When we all meet again
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| And we’ll take up where we left off
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| When we all meet again |