| I don’t mean to hold a gun up to your head
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| I’ll be fine once you are gone, of that I’m sure
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| Another time + I’d be smiling in your eyes
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| For the sake of all our love
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| And that I know
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| But the rising of the Moon
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| Means the ending of the day
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| Time waits for no-one just takes you away
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| I don’t mean to hold a gun up to your head
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| It’s just the anticipation I can’t stand.
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| Well, I feel sure that the Genius who did this
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| Didn’t even feel a thud as he drove by
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| Now I know my day must end with me alone, dear,
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| And I see more than only dark on my horizon.
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| Treason + Infamy enter my life
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| Tear out the spark that illumines the Sun
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| Down comes the Universe — tumbling down
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| Everything is come un-Done
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| Everything is come un-Done.
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| Cut like a knife in the soil with a spade
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| Merge with the one light possessing the other
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| Scream, «Holly Murder, he’s done us tonight.»
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| Come, little sister, behold ye the Mother,
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| Come, little sister, behold ye the Mother. |