How can they say goodbye?
To a place they used to call home;
Where tears and joy are sown.
To those they fought countless battles with;
And who they fought it for.
To a stage they spent nights praying,
While others are out roving and playing.
These are memories so precious,
That I wish I will never lose hold of.
To guard and to cherish, Lord, help me not to wander off.
Amen.
Where tears and joy are sown.
To those they fought countless battles with;
And who they fought it for.
To a stage they spent nights praying,
While others are out roving and playing.
These are memories so precious,
That I wish I will never lose hold of.
To guard and to cherish, Lord, help me not to wander off.
Amen.
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