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Your favourite song

Your skin seems older than before

Guess time has a strong grip

You cannot stand up anymore 

And it\'s only been a week

Your mind\'s still sharp but not your tongue

It takes too much to speak

The air is hard, your bed is cold

Your lungs are now too weak 

 

But i promise not to get you off my mind 

I will always think of you, carry you all my life

Your voice sounds rough, i guess we don\'t have that long 

But that\'s fine, i still love it when i hear you sing your favourite song

 

You talk with me like nothing\'s wrong 

Ignoring your poor sight

You make me feel so safe and warm 

Like when i was a child

You ask the same things more than once

They say it\'s not alright

But don\'t you worry about that

I\'ll answer every time 

 

And i promise not to get you off my mind 

And if i think a hundred thoughts you\'ll be ninety nine

Eyes always shut, i guess we don\'t have that long 

But that\'s fine, i still love it when i hear you sing your favourite song

 

And one day you will have to fly

But for me you\'ll never die

And that day when we will have to part

I\'ll be there to hold your hand

Angels will creep upon your bed

And bring your pain into an end

 

But even then i will not get you off my mind

I will always think of you, carry you all my life 

Your memory will be a treasure I\'ll keep

At dark times, your favourite song will lead me safely back to sleep

Just once more brace yourself and sing with me our favourite song