Will the birds be singing When my life is done And all the seasons of me have come and gone Plant me in the garden where the willow grows And from my sorrow, a rose
How high the moon How deep the ocean I never knew ‘Til now
As the curtain closes there'll be no surprise, When the anthem's playing we know to rise Every living creature was born to close their eyes But love the great magician, never dies....
How high the moon How deep the ocean I never knew till now
For the years of sadness I will not mourn For in the deepest darkness courage is born
How high the moon How deep the ocean....
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