Slowly, one by one, the petals started to fall from you, But you always had a brave face during times of difficulty. No one would even realise your end was near as you took it all in your stride, Your skies were always blue when mine were dark and gloomy. Now your journey has …

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The Cutter When you arrived in Canada, you walked the streets Out of work, out of money, prospects bleak Now, the plane comes down from the morning sky And you touch the land where the fire won’t die Oh Johnny, you’re home, man That’s a long road you drove us down It’s only a moment …

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