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Like the flowers hanging off a weeping willow, blossoming atop the world below, so our love for you will continue to grow.  And like the tree, mesmerizing all with its beauty... Your life a powerful witness to an extraordinary testimony.  Tiny flowers delicately hang,  from the trail marks where our teardrops have fallen.  The willow’s heavy branches- dangling memories,  forever engraved into our hearts,  Like letters on the trunk of a tree; Dangle densely throughout the afternoon, Into the early evening. And as sadness’s soft, mellow tune,  blows softly in the breeze,  branches sway to and fro so very slightly,  Hope filled fireflies flutter against the darkness Reminders of all the things you love, Of Greatness amidst simplicity  Ordinary little white spire like flowers (‘bridal veil ‘) reach upwards, towards the velvet sky,  balance out the weeping branches,  comforting everything we...

These lyrics were a collaborative effort. They were written with a theme in the composer’s mind, to a certain piece of music which had already been created. lyrics by: W.A. If I but whisper Your name quietly into the wind Send it off  With the cold current I’m falling  Like a dying  star Fading, fading Down and down I go Desperately waiting  Like a lake freezing over   So will my love I am  Falling, falling Desperation  Gasping for air  Though no one would know, Desperation is calling  Boy, I’m Falling I’m falling  Like a dying  star Fading, fading Down and down I go Desperately waiting  Like a lake freezing over   So will my love I am  Falling, falling Dreaming without sleeping  Falling faster than the speed of Light  Heart barely beating  Down and down I go  Falling, falling Waiting Like a lake freezing over  ...