I could take it. Let me stay awake for
the last half hour of this dance.
But the angel's eyes are deep and clear and wise
and I know that I haven't a chance.
So while I'm able, I will head the table
and make peace with everyone who shows.
I will say goodby, and ask you not to cry
it's just my time
That's just the way it goes.
They clear the interstate when they hear the siren blaze
The good news is: you'll make it to heaven
but it's only thirty minutes away.
There's only one exit to Clover Grove
The story of a lifetime, can't believe your eyes
All the books I've read and the words I've said
finally seem like they are enough.
All the pain and worry and the stress and the hurry
were refining the diamond from the rough.
In these dusty pages you can see the stages
of a young man who will never grow old.
And the woman in red will lightly nod her head
and believe everything that she's told.
She is more beautiful than the eyes can ever perceive.
Don't ask me know I know her.
You told me that you don't believe.
There's only one exit to Clover Grove
The story of a lifetime, can't believe your eyes
Candles along the banister
Lanterns in the hills
All choked up, my God that night sky
at Clover Grove
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