Some Favourites

Last Rights

Jan 2002

Let me sit for a while and drink in the air
So fresh here upon the hill.
Let me stare at the sky and count all the clouds
Until I have drunk my fill.
Let me climb to the top and feel I am king
Of everything I survey.
Let me do all these things before it's too late
And time has slipped away.

Let me stand on a cliff and watch as the waves
Crash down on the rocks below.
Let me answer the gulls that circle above
Crying a sad hello.
Let me walk on the shore, leave prints in the sand,
And watch as they're washed away.
Let me do all these things before it's too late
And I have no more say.

Let me walk through the trees and kick up the leaves
That cover the woodland floor.
Let me sit by a lake that mirrors the sky
And pray I have time for more.
Let me reach out and touch the hand of my love
Who has never once turned me away.
Let me do all these things before it's too late
And darkness hides the day.

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