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A SONG
[I need some music for my brain]
I need some music for my brain
As pansies need the dew;
Sing that heart-breaking song again,
And let my play for you.
As pansies need the dew;
Sing that heart-breaking song again,
And let my play for you.
Of old a sigh betrayed your breast,
The courier of your pain;
And just one tear-drop, unrepressed,
Came, shone, and fled again.
The courier of your pain;
And just one tear-drop, unrepressed,
Came, shone, and fled again.
You loved me then. And when you ask
If I can play it yet,
I sit and sound the tender task
I never may forget.
If I can play it yet,
I sit and sound the tender task
I never may forget.
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And if you falter at the part
Where long ago you sighed,
Remember we are heart to heart
Serenely satisfied.
Where long ago you sighed,
Remember we are heart to heart
Serenely satisfied.
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