Fuzzy (two)
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Sometimes at night I think of you
Waiting to come inside
In the place where you'd be waiting still
If you were still alive
I picture Jesus cradling you
And smoothing your tired bones
So you can run and play again
And never be alone
I wish I would have held you again
Had I known it was the end
I would have held you tighter the last time I was home
The wind would sometimes coil around you
Force shut your copper eyes
I wish that I could let you in
When I would hear your cries
The world is an ugly place
Where people suffer and die
Did you understand that when you closed your copper eyes?
Jesus when you are in your kingdom
Please remember her
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