and on your grave the mossy grass is green -- 1908

Speranza 1908 I hear you calling me you called me when the moon had veiled her light before I went from you into the night I came do you remember back to you for one last kiss beneath the kind star’s light I hear you calling me and oh the ringing gladness of your voice the words that made my longing heart rejoice you spoke, do you remember and my heart still hears the distant music of your voice I hear you calling me though years have stretched their weary length between and on your grave the mossy grass is green I stand do you behold me listening here hearing your voice thorugh all the years between Words: Harold Harford, Music: Charles Marshall.