Over the bridge over the weir
With its music washing in my ear
Up the river and around the bend
You remember an old friend
The water boatman bobs along
Washed in the cold river's song
I wonder what that sounds like
Always when I get home
Night fallen and the curtains are drawn
The day and all that it's shown
To me all alone
Will remain
See the photographer who frames
A scene that will never be the same
Just a click in auld lang syne
Like a word without a rhyme
The sentimental organ plays
believers see God in its rays
While others just see sunlight
I hope these things we explore
The sounds we make and the pictures we draw
Will stay in eternity's store
And forevermore
Remain
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