And is love not enough
To wake a failing heart
To call from deep to deep
To bid you rise from sleep
Is there some hidden art
And is love not enough
And is hope yet in vain
When it is not realized
When tearful is the morn
With every step forlorn
Nights are filled with sighs
Is hope yet in vain
Do promises hold fast
Of some greater story
Beyond this veil of tears
Beyond…
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