Ithaca

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Beneath the weight of memory, we gather in the gloom
Echoes of our laughter linger, haunting every room
We wrap ourselves in silence as we confront what's past
And in this sacred moment release what couldn't last

Fingers chasing outlines, the life I used to be know
A body warm to touch and a body turned to stone
I love you like a raindrop loves the surface of the river
Beneath the weight of memory, I celebrate my giver, giver, giver

Let the ashes stain the water
Giver, mother, saviour, daughter
Let the ashes stain the water
Giver, mother, saviour, daughter
De gratia ad vitam aeternam
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Don't cry because it's over
We'll smile because we had it
And let the warmth wash over
You made your hobby habit

Don't cry because it's over
We'll smile because we had it
And let the warmth wash over
You made your hobby habit
Don't cry because it's over
Hold hands when they come for you
It's not the end when time is
The story that you wrote us
Don't cry because it's over
It's over
It's over

Narrow was the way ahead and still we chose the take our time
Show ourselves some mercy for a life lost regained in kind
Trespassed in that secret space they told us we weren't supposed to be
Closer to new covenant, in love we chose our family
We spent our youth on wisdom to make sure that we were in the way
Who knew the futures thanks would grant us more than words could ever say
Held our hands and held the hearts of those we lost whilst we dreamed too
We told them all to fear us and they parted ways to let us through
Ever five in number but nothing, nothing without you