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They built it small
For little hands
Brand new wood
And six copper strands

And I have told a thousand stories
Turning sorrow into gold
Painting pictures of a life well lived
A memory I can hold
If you listen, so listen close

Glossy face
Now scuffed by song
A warning frame
Played all day long

Dusting off a thousand feelings
I had tucked away for good
Given meaning to a heartache
That I thought I never could
If you listen, so listen close

Listen close

All the love in every language
All the loss we share as well
Is the reason we keep singing
So that you can see yourself
If you listen, listen close
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Submitted by
aj96 On Jul 22, 2021
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