Upon my lips, I long to place,
Upon my lips, I long to place,
To sing your name, with tender grace.
A tear upon your garment's fold,
A tear upon your garment's fold,
To shape a pearl, a story told.
To shape a pearl, a story told.
Upon my lips, I long to place.
Weary now, from thoughts of you,
Weary now, from thoughts of you,
To be remembered, dreams anew.
To be remembered, dreams anew.
Upon my lips, I long to place.
Darkness falls, the village sleeps,
Darkness falls, the village sleeps,
To set ablaze, where light still weeps.
To set ablaze, where light still weeps.
Upon my lips, I long to place.
The final breath, upon your soul,
The final breath, upon your soul,
To make of death, a poet's role.
To make of death, a poet's role.
Upon my lips, I long to place,
To sing your name, with tender grace.
Upon my lips, I long to place.
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