Then the jagged edge appears
Through the distant clouds of tears.
I m like a bridge that was washed away;
My foundations were made of clay.
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As my soul slides down to die.
How could I lose him?
What did I try?
Bit by bit, I ve realized
That he was here with me;
I looked into my father s eyes.
My father s eyes.
I looked into my father s eyes.
My father s eyes.
My father s eyes.
My father s eyes.
I looked into my father s eyes.
My father s eyes.