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The Time Is Near

Fairport Convention
Langue: anglais


Fairport Convention


The time is near for things to pass,‎
‎ the time for me to leave ‎
But as I lie hear all alone, ‎
I really can't believe ‎
That twenty years I've spent on earth would end in so much grief ‎
That the many friendly faces should now stare hatefully ‎
‎ ‎
A letter home to mother, ‎
and a letter home to dad ‎
Another to my sweetheart, ‎
for whom I feel so sad ‎
A lock of hair to cling to is all that will remain ‎
And the grave inside this prison yard, a stone that bears no name. ‎
‎ ‎
My trials and tribulations are nearly now all gone ‎
A murderer I never was and my spirit will live on ‎
Jesus, help me in this troubled time,‎
This hour of trouble deep ‎
Help me find my peace of mind, ‎
Help me Lord, to sleep ‎



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