John Gilman

March 25, 1961 - Cincinnati
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Where Once Played A Violin

it began with sweet violins
we drank champagne on ice
summer days spent dancing
in a place called paradise

you held me close at night
we talked about everything
someday we'd tie the knot
and I would wear your ring

until dark clouds found us
and cold rain began to fall
what once was happiness
fled in a black raven's call

our dreams fell from a tree
leaves upon autumn's wind
hearts like empty branches
stripped bare in the bitter

you listen very carefully
you can hear winter begin
sounds of impending snow
where once played
a violin
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