To be recorded later on by Miss Roxanne.
"The angel came
To nurse this heart
Beating too slow
I grieve for the day
Yet the wounds do not show
Rain turns to snow
Fall the starry roads
The tears shed in vain
The ghost of yesterday
Lying on the plain
The world is gray
The pale moon rests
The stars fade away
But in the distance
I think I saw your face
We hurt again
But the wounds do not show
The pain will go
Fall the starry roads
The tears shed in vain
Grieve for the heart
The ghost of yesterday"
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