DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE

STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN

Fritzl, if my tears could build a staircase and my memories a lane,

I would run right up to heaven just to be with you again.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6XmWamnH4RA&feature=related

Do not stand at my grave and weep

I am not there, I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glint on snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle, gentle autumn rain

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
When you awake in the morning hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight
I am the soft, soft starlight, starlight at night

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep

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