
This Eve of Parting John Hartford
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It's hard to think this eve of parting
Turns to sand of summer gone
When both our minds are warped with parting
Break the thought of nights alone
Maybe I should turn in silence
Tell myself I didn't care
Curse the thought of your existence
Loving every flaxen hair
Flesh cries out, "Don't move, don't leave me"
Conscience runs till out of breath
Sunrise pregnant with your leaving
Creeping in like certain death
The pattern of the bird of love
That's wheelin' on its dizzy way
Tears me down to basic sorrow
Useless for another day
It's hard to think this eve of parting
Turns to sand of summer gone
When both our minds are warped with parting
Break the thought of nights alone
Flesh cries out, "Don't move, don't leave me"
Conscience runs till out of breath
Sunrise pregnant with your leaving
Creeping in like certain death
Turns to sand of summer gone
When both our minds are warped with parting
Break the thought of nights alone
Maybe I should turn in silence
Tell myself I didn't care
Curse the thought of your existence
Loving every flaxen hair
Flesh cries out, "Don't move, don't leave me"
Conscience runs till out of breath
Sunrise pregnant with your leaving
Creeping in like certain death
The pattern of the bird of love
That's wheelin' on its dizzy way
Tears me down to basic sorrow
Useless for another day
It's hard to think this eve of parting
Turns to sand of summer gone
When both our minds are warped with parting
Break the thought of nights alone
Flesh cries out, "Don't move, don't leave me"
Conscience runs till out of breath
Sunrise pregnant with your leaving
Creeping in like certain death
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