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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
For little hands
Brand new wood
And six copper strands
Turning sorrow into gold
Painting pictures of a life well lived
A memory I can hold
If you listen, so listen close
Now scuffed by song
A warning frame
Played all day long
I had tucked away for good
Given meaning to a heartache
That I thought I never could
If you listen, so listen close
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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