| May your velvet casket never close
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| Let this river take us where the river knows
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| You were born to be my gallows
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| You can’t kill the light
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| Nor lose your shadow
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| But in the blackest of night
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| We can lose all this sorrow
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| My baby knows how it rock and rolls
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| Bless the ash grey bones of the blood red rose
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| You were born to be my gallows
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| You can’t kill the light
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| Nor lose your shadow
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| But in the blackest of night
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| Lord we can lose all this sorrow
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| We can
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| We can lose all this sorrow
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| We can
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| Lord we can lose all this sorrow
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| Lose this sorrow
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| Lose this sorrow
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| Lose this sorrow
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| Lose this sorrow |