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It’s her first night alone
With the walls pressing in
And she sinks like a stone
Every time she begins
To test the winds with her wings
And she’s asking the air
Is anybody there?
Do you move with the waves?
Do you sigh with the storm?
When the sun climbs above
Will its light keep you warm?
In the whisper of trees
Is your voice coming through?
Seems the whole world
Is remembering you
The most familiar of things
Feel so strange in her hands
Beneath foundations still strong
There is a shifting of sands
And there are pictures of him
That from there dusty frames stare
Is anybody there?
Do you move with the waves?
Do you sigh with the storm?
When the sun climbs above
Will its light keep you warm?
In the whisper of trees
Is your voice coming through?
Seems the whole world
Is remembering you
And in things of beauty
She’ll see him once more
In lightning
A dust mote
And framed by her door
’Cause he moves with the waves
’Cause he sighs with the storm
When the sun climbs above
It’s his light that keeps her warm
In the whisper of trees
She hears his voice coming through
He says, “I’m still here,
Still remembering you.”
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