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by: Ms DeeJay http://www.thedance.com/guest/notgone.htm I am not gone Do not think of me as underground Unless you see me everywhere I have joined each seed that dies to be a flower So when you plant your garden in the earth You might think of me In the grave? I am not there, that is not me The Seed has burst and I am free. I am not gone I am flying into the sun SO when you watch the morning in it's glory The twlight in its quiet beauty See my wings flash across the sky And know that I am free In the grave? I am not there, that is not me I am touching your face with the sun. I am not gone I am drifting to the sea So when you walk beside the ocean By the deep and restless sea Hear the crying of the gull and think of me In the grave? I am not there, that is not me I am playing on the farest shore of the boundless sea. I am not gone I am sailing into the wind So I shall sigh through your window in summer And blow leaves around you in autumn The wind kisses your hair with laughter You might remember me In the grave? I am not there, that is not me I have unfurled my soul to the wind and I am free I am not gone I am tip toeing into the dark to visit the moon Whispering soft goodbyes as I shall soon fade from sight But when the Moonlights a path across the dark water You might think of me In the grave? I am not there, that is not me I am sailing with the moon on the breath of forever. I am not gone I am dancing in the storm Laughing with thunder, a lightening leaper Now when summer storms roll in with rumbling and fireworks Do not be afraid, just think of me In the grave? I am not there, that is not me I have danced away in thunder and I am free. I am not gone I am part of forever In every season, every bird song In flowers, clouds and each rainbow I am part of them, they are part of me Do not grieve, only remember In the grave? I am not there, that is not me The shell is open, the Spirit is free. 
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