Dream a dream of hearts that cry.
Lift your soul and let it fly.
But when your soul falls to the ground.
Lose yourself and let be found.
Sell your soul and let be bought.
Don't give up 'til war is fought.
Don't let pain give into ease.
Let it float into the breeze.
Today the pain has sunk to far.
You've fallen off your guardian star.
But before you leave the earth.
Let people lament first.
I give to you the song of praise.
Through times of hurt, trouble and haze.
The diamonds sparkle in my eyes.
Pain takes over, sparkle dies.
My memory lives on to tell.
A history that cannot sell.
My friends, family and country.
Say good-bye as my spirit flies free.
Victoria
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