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Ben's Song

On the hills of fire
the darkest hour
I was dreaming
of my true loves bough

Who will bring a light
to stroke the fire
fear not for
your still breathing

On a windless day
I saw the life blood
drained away
A cold wind blows
on a windless day

Hear the cry for new life
the mourning flame
You were the brightest light
that burned too soon in vain
Who will bring you back from
where there's no return
fear not for
your just dreaming

On a winter's day
I saw the life blood
drained away
A cold wind blows
on a windless day