Lyrics by John B Tabb | ||
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OUTSPEEDED.
To-night the onward-rushing train
Would bear thee far from me;
But, winged with swifter dreams, again
My spirit flies to thee.
Would bear thee far from me;
But, winged with swifter dreams, again
My spirit flies to thee.
Nay, speeding far beyond thee, waits
To welcome thee anew,
Where Dawn is opening the gates
To let the darkness through.
To welcome thee anew,
Where Dawn is opening the gates
To let the darkness through.
Lyrics by John B Tabb | ||