LYRIC FOR SALE

By David Boie

Supple hints of Intrigue...
We knew from very Start;
You'd one day have to Leave...
A Heart must play its Part.

Can hardly even Think...
Of your Love anymore;
Kind words remembered... here and there...
Is all... without a War.
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Chorus:
Through a Stained-glass Darkly...
Is how I see you Now;
A woman must stand between Us...
For me to grow Somehow.

Ever grateful for the Grace...
You've shown to me and more;
Christ calls me, now, to leave this Game...
Not even know the score.
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You taught me how to Make Love...
With the Spoken Word;
I hardly ever touched your Hand...
Before you cut the Cord.

Though you Nursed my Soul and Spirit...
Far beyond their Due;
Doubt' you in my own damn Mind...
...s'pose Christ did Mary, too.
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Chorus:
Through a Stained-glass Darkly...
Is how I see you Now;
A Woman must stand between Us...
For me to grow Somehow.

Ever grateful for the Grace...
You've shown to me and more;
Christ calls me, now, to leave this Game...
Not even know the score.
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God give me Strength and Courage...
Avoid Path back to Her Form;
Her Voice as now can’t Hear...
...No longer Soft and Warm.

Though Her Grace and Love live on...
In my Emboldened Chest;
The Smile I wear so Tender...
Is Her's, until I Rest.
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Chorus:
Through a Stained-glass Darkly...
Is how I see you Now;
A woman must stand between Us...
For me to grow Somehow.

Ever grateful for the Grace...
You've shown to me and more;
Christ calls me, now, to leave this Game...
Not even know the score.
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Through a Stained-glass Darkly...
Is how I see you Now;
A Woman must stand between Us...
For me to grow Somehow.
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