The Old Southern Wind

Someday when the old southern wind
Blows across the green grass again
And all the shadows disappear

The satin ribbon will find the spool
The wood will break, bend, and pull
And all the seasons will fall away
Till the sun shines as clear as day

Then you will be young again
Just like when I saw you then
Three stars to the shore
Nothing less and nothing more

And when you rise up from the sea
To greet me on that sandy beach
Your glance is caught from afar
The forbidden door is left ajar!

Then I know I am free
When you walk over to me
And all my shadows disappear
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Like a mouse evades the listening ear
Falls the quiet, lonesome tear
On this cold gravestone right here