调：A major•
Verse 1
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We are alone, one hilltop closer to the sun,
Quickly almost as in prayer our hands meet,
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and yet these hands are not our hands, but
prophets join to oracle the end,
our dreams are left
And last of all,
Sally, for always,
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Nor is there
at autumn's end.
She cannot think of him as dead,
and so
she thinks of him as summer.
She will not mourn him.
He is living still.
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For
Jamie was always
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It blinds her, though she hides her eyes.
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animated by a will to die.
She shall not die,
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but will have come to know death better.
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Soft blow the sum mer winds, where
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he won't have to fight again.
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Sally, don't you cry
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He won't have to fight again
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Sally, don't you cry
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Soft blow the summer winds where
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Sally is dead.
you
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