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If it be your will to speak
Of memories we often shared
Talk to me of days gone by
Think of love and not despair
And when I’m gone
We’ll meet again
As often do the closest friends
So dry your eyes
And lay me down
I tell you this is not the end
And if someone else
Must take my place
For I’ll be gone the longest time
I’ll wait and I will understand
A heart of thorns must
Leave the mind
But when in time I see your face
The scars will fade
The heart will mend
So dry your eyes
And lay me down
I tell you this is not the end
And from this day I wish you joy
From today I wish you peace
I hope that life will pass you by
As softly as the falling leaves
And when your heart is full again
Raise a glass for me my friend
And dry your eyes
And lay me down
I tell you this is not the end
Oh dry your eyes
And lay me down
I tell you this is not the end
Clare Maguire:
