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Don't Wake Aislin Lyrics
But, Oh for wings like a dove
In Loving Memory
the moon keeps track of the seasons
Then the sun will rise and the flower withers
to escape the tempest and storm
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But, Oh for wings like a dove
In Loving Memory
Then the sun will rise and the flower withers
the moon keeps track of the seasons
to escape the tempest and storm