Music of OUR lives...
clifford_1972
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I still remember
the look in your eyes,
the tear,
the joy
the day I took you in my arms
and swore to dance you to the end of time.
Soft and warm in my strong arms,
Love never wavering,
Joy never ceasing,
We have danced our lives away
together.
The music of our lives -
Sometimes soulful and sad,
sometimes vibrant and uplifting,
sometimes serene and enduring.
Through it all we discovered
the most important lesson of love:
It isn't the music that matters...
What matters is
who you dance with
to the end of time...
the look in your eyes,
the tear,
the joy
the day I took you in my arms
and swore to dance you to the end of time.
Soft and warm in my strong arms,
Love never wavering,
Joy never ceasing,
We have danced our lives away
together.
The music of our lives -
Sometimes soulful and sad,
sometimes vibrant and uplifting,
sometimes serene and enduring.
Through it all we discovered
the most important lesson of love:
It isn't the music that matters...
What matters is
who you dance with
to the end of time...
"When a man lies,He murders some part of the world
These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives,All this I cannot bear to witness any longer,
Cannot the kingdom of salvation,Take me home!"
Cliff Burton R.I.PFebruary 10, 1962 – September 27, 1986
These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives,All this I cannot bear to witness any longer,
Cannot the kingdom of salvation,Take me home!"
Cliff Burton R.I.PFebruary 10, 1962 – September 27, 1986
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Coming to me from the haze,
To my arms,
To my lips,
To my love.
Our own special place
Given us by God.
I feel her in my arms
and suddenly I have no breath.
She is in my dreams,
in my heart.
She is my life.
She melts into my arms
slowly.
The warmth of the fireplace fills us
as we come together,
kiss
and merge into each other.
The peace from our love
passes all understanding.
It's heat warms the soul.
Dreams come to life
in the love we can see
In each other’s eyes.
Surely only God
could make a place like this...
These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives,All this I cannot bear to witness any longer,
Cannot the kingdom of salvation,Take me home!"
Cliff Burton R.I.PFebruary 10, 1962 – September 27, 1986