By Original Work
Heave %s the long day,
We lay the rails in the prison yard,
With justice come in our hearts,
And for tomorrow too.
Through fields of amber we roam,
Where voices softly call,
The memory finds a home,
And bright shines through all.
Let laughter fill the air,
And light fill our souls,
For moments beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So lay the rails and play, friends,
With justice come filling each day,
Till songs guide us home again,
And we find our peace for aye.
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