Brink Of Death
Par Bert Sommer · Auteur : Bert Sommer
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<p>As I lie upon the brink of death
Knowing soon I'll take my final rest</p><p>I can see the golden isles
In the clouds that reach full miles
Someone's calling me, come and see
Soon I'll be free</p><p>Thoughts so weird, they passed ways through my mind
Bringing back the times I leave behind</p><p>As my eyes see a new dimension
Suddenly I feel the tension
Slowly driftin' up from my soul
I'm growing cold</p><p>Someone's hand is reaching out for me
Lifting up the veil to set me free</p><p>Now my eyes are not so eery
I can feel his presence near me
Casting tears of joy upon my eyes
And now goodbye</p>
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