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I found the cardboard box behind the attic door
Dusty ribbons holding secrets on the floor
In a script so neat and elegant,
a hand I used to know
Your faded ink is whispering from fifty years ago
He was just a soldier
with a suitcase in his hand
You were just a dreamer waiting for his train to land
Every letter started with a hope and ended with a vow
I'm holding all your tomorrows in my shaking fingers now
Oh, the ink may fade but the promise stays
Written in the quiet of those golden days
I can hear your laughter, I
can see your face
Wrapped up in the beauty of your saving grace (mmm-mmm)
And I never knew you when your heart was wild and free
Before you gave your youth to build a home for me
Now I read the passion in the lines you left behind A
legacy of devotion that time could never bind
I fold the letters gently,
and I place them back away
To carry all your love
into another day
(rest easy now)