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Spirit of the High Lonesome
Lost love
   By tom Hancock

When the great firebird eats the sky
Mother earth is under a blanket of darkness
Until the Great Spirit turns on his night light
And bathes the land in an ocean of silvery blue
All around there is beauty but there is sadness too
Like my brother the wolf, all alone am I
His mournful cry’s echo through the night
My brother the night hawk cry’s where are you?
Through the whispering pines I hear a mourning dove
The poor creature has lost its mate in flight
I lift my crying eyes to the moon above
To your memory I whisper I miss you
Out of my life you have flown
Like a frightened dove from below
Like an arrow from my bow
Where your journey leads I do not know
I love you so I set you free
If you do not return to me
Then you and I were never meant to be
I will love you longer than the rivers shall flow
The Tomb of Unknown Love
        By Tom Hancock

The sun gives no warmth at all
For it has turned to solid ice
The stars are lonely teardrops
Searching for a place to fall
The rivers do not flow
The sky above is not blue
The grass does not grow
All mirrors are gone from this place
Shattered by only a ghost of a smile
The clock on the wall has no purpose
There are no hands upon its face
There’s no present, past or future
All are gone without a trace
The only sound you will ever hear
Is the sad moaning of an icy wind
The blue side of lonesome is here
On a shelf high above
Are the pieces of a heart
Cast aside, broken and unwanted
Eternal solitude is its fate
In a dark and distant corner
Of the tomb of unknown love
My fate is sealed you see
like a leaf from a tree
cast into an endless sea
may you never be alone like me
I have loved...I have lost...I am done
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