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This Eve of Parting - John Hartford
Written by：John Hartford

It's hard to think this eve of parting

Turns to sand of summer gone

When both our minds are warped with parting

Break the thought of nights alone

Maybe I should turn in silence

Tell myself I didn't care

Curse the thought of your existence
Loving every flaxen hair

Flesh cries out don't move don't leave me
Conscience runs till out of breath

Sunrise pregnant with your leaving
Creeping in like certain death

The pattern of the bird of love
That's wheelin' on its dizzy way

Tears me down to basic sorrow
Useless for another day

It's hard to think this eve of parting
Turns to sand of summer gone

When both our minds are warped with parting
Break the thought of nights alone

Flesh cries out don't move don't leave me

Conscience runs till out of breath

Sunrise pregnant with your leaving
Creeping in like certain death