Third angel to the left
Leading me through this life
When you already know all
We’ve been through
All that’s still to come
The dusty road into the hills
The deep lakes you visited
In your own youth
You can’t wait to show me
But I’m not so sure
I’ll make it there on time
There’s still so much packing
Left to do why don’t you
Go on ahead tomorrow
I’ll follow in the spring
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