| This graveyard hides a million secrets
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| And the trees know more than they can tell
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| The ghosts of the saints and the scholars will haunt you
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| In heaven and in hell
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| Rattled by the glimmer man, the boogie man, the holy man
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| And livin' in the shadows, in the shadows of a gunman
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| Rattled like the coppers in your greasy till
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| Rattled until time stood still
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| Look over your shoulder, hear the school bell ring
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| Another day of made-to-measure history
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| I don’t care if your heroes have wings
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| Your terrible beauty has been torn
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| Faithful departed, we fickle hearted
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| As you are now so once were we
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| Faithful departed, we the meek hearted
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| With graces imparting bring flowers to thee
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| The girls in the kips proclaim their love for you
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| When you stumbled in they knew you had a shilling or two
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| They cursed you on Sundays and holy days of abstinence
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| When you all stayed away
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| When you slept there a naked bulb hid your shame
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| Your shadows on the wall, they took all the blame
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| The Sacred Heart’s picture, compassion in his eyes
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| Drowned out the river of sighs
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| Let the grass grow green over the brewery tonight
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| It’ll never come between the darkness and the light
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| There is no pain that can’t be eased
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| By the devil’s holy water and the rosary beads
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| You’re a history book I never could write
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| Poetry in paralysis, too deep to recite
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| Dress yourself, bless yourself, you’ve won the fight
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| We’re gonna celebrate the night
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| We’ll even climb the pillar like you always meant to
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| Watch the sun rise over the strand
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| Close your eyes and we’ll pretend
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| It could somehow be the same again
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| I’ll bury you upright so the sun doesn’t blind you
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| You won’t have to gaze at the rain and the stars
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| Sleep and dream of chapels and bars
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| And whiskey in the jar
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| FINAL CHORUS
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| Faithful departed, look what you’ve started;
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| An underdog’s wounds aren’t so easy to mend
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| Faithful departed, there’s no broken hearted
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| And no more tristesse in your world without end |