By Original Work
Swing %s the long day,
We break the rocks in the sun,
With hard times here in our hearts,
And in the cool of the evening.
Through fields of blue we roam,
Where echoes softly call,
The spirit finds a home,
And soft shines through all.
Let music fill the air,
And light fill our souls,
For moments beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So break the rocks and pray, friends,
With hard times here filling each day,
Till hearts guide us home again,
And we find our rest for aye.
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