The Souls Of All My Dears - Iris Dement
The souls of all my dears have flown to the stars The souls of all my dears have flown to the stars Memory, your hour returns with each new year I see, I hear, I touch you drawing near You step onto the porch and call my name Your face rests up against the frosted pane Let from the lids of bronze, unmoving eyes Snow melt and stream like tears each human cries
Artist: Iris Dement
Title: The Souls Of All My Dears