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The empty eyes that seem to call The fallen times that come along, as the sound of early summer meets the humid air And I have a longing for the times when we stood and watched the coming of the future times to share The early morning, they say making strides towards the day, staggers into hasty lives, but I'm a simple man Hey, I, oh I miss the corner of the store, where we played along and watched the sand blow in The rusty steeple light keeps shining for reasons all too clear today Sinners laugh and cry the way they always have. The blackbird calls The north wind falls, but find no right to blow me down The high life leaves us so soon In the market square they play a tune of a man to search for life beyond the time Where once was the answer to daily pains that come, and the yearning for company was soon repaired The passing of time remains the same The clouds they roll and the tides they change upon the sandy shores and barren lands Hey, I, oh I can see the moonlight in your eyes As we swim along the Frio once again The rusty steeple light keeps shining for reasons all too clear today Sinners laugh and cry the way they always have The blackbird cries The north wind flies, but find no right to blow me down The blackbird cries The north wind flies, but find no right to blow me down From Letras Mania