| Me and you on Gallows Hill
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| 1980, 1 or 2
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| Hurry up now, tie your shoes
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| We’re gonna be late for school
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| Passing through the gravestones as we’re drawing near
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| I do not know anyone who’s buried here
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| In the basement singing songs
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| Hughie, turn the PA on Judy let us rock that room
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| Out of time and out of tune
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| Walk the streets of Lunenburg, recall the time
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| I’m countin' all the crows upon the power line
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| It’s beyond, beyond, beyond
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| I don’t know where to go and I don’t know where to run
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| It’s beyond, beyond, beyond
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| Of any place I know this is the darkest one
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| Of any place I know this is the darkest one
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| In '87 I moved away
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| So long, boys, I’ll be back someday
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| I’ll visit every now and then
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| It’s the beginning of the end
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| Judy’d come to see us when we play in town
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| Family and friends are so important now
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| September shakin' sadness sings
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| Now look at what October brings
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| Answerin' the phones that ring
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| People speak unspeakable things
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| Tryin' to think of something I can say to them
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| Comin' up with nothin' again, again, again
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| It’s beyond, beyond, beyond
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| I don’t know where to go and I don’t know where to run
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| It’s beyond, beyond, beyond
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| Of any place I know this is the darkest one
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| Of any place I know this is the darkest one
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| Me and you on Gallows Hill
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| So much anger left to kill
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| You’re driftin' out, you’re driftin' in Where to end, where to begin?
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| Passin' through the gravestones as we’re drawin' near
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| Somebody we know and love is buried here
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| It’s beyond, beyond, beyond
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| It’s beyond, beyond, beyond
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| Of any place I know this is the darkest one
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| Of any place I know this is the darkest one
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| Anger flows like rivers deep
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| But in my heart I swear I’ll keep
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| Beauty, love and people close
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| 'Cause that is what we need the most
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| The green grass on the hillside grows so high and true
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| They’d need a million crows to kill a sky this blue |