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October 3rd 2008 00:43
Grace
by Jeff Buckley
by Jeff Buckley
Jeff Buckley
There's the moon asking to stay
Long enough for the clouds to fly me away
Though it's my time coming, I'm not afraid, afraid to die
My fading voice sings of love,
But she cries to the clicking of time,
Of time
Wait in the fire...
And she weeps on my arm
Walking to the bright lights in sorrow
Oh drink a bit of wine we both might go tomorrow,oh my love
And the rain is falling and I believe
My time has come
It reminds me of the pain I might leave
Leave behind
Wait in the fire...
And I feel them drown my name
So easy to know and forget with this kiss
But I'm not afraid to go but it goes so slow
Wait in the fire...
Review in Poem by Dexter
Songwriters, modern day poets,
Emotive, lyrical and expressive,
They are the tender wordsmiths,
The ones that focus mood with verse.
The Buckley Divine Lineage,
From Tim to Jeff,
Tender vessels of introverted communication,
Voices of yearning voids.
Probing, exploring devotion,
Ebullient splendour,
A melancholy life,
A tragic exit.
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