An original song by Tim Cameron.
LYRICS: Old familiar spiderwebs Snow upon your summer dress Remember when we laughed until we died? See, this is what the vow entailed To hold you while we both grew frail Your paper skin like wings around your eyes
It's no surprise That love is not the same as joy And that's why, love, It is the strangest joy
Cupid shot his arrow true I watched it drain the life from you One by one, our senses stripped their threads At the end, you were a child again Didn't know me from the milkman Now I kiss goodnight The face beside my bed The girl I wed
Guess love is not the same as joy And that's why, love, It is the strangest joy
And It's my privilege, my only wife, to be the one to close your eyes And slip from you a newborn soul Your body broke and old and cold And love is not the same as joy Of course That's why, love, It is the strangest joy













