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From The Slip's
If One Of Us Should Fall
I will always carry
the words of your prediction with me
Even though they harbour
some grave obscurity
They haunt me like some willows do
And nothing has revealed itself to me
The half of the world that I can see
is just a memory
And I will
to that word, that sound,
that I have found
in you, in me, in us....