| The man who lived to live alone
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| His heart he ruled to know but one
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| His name was none he took no ground
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| He came and went without a sound
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| One day the man did sing a song
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| Then stood and wait for her to come
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| For years they sang but he would not know,
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| From some he took and then let go
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| One day our lady did divine
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| To move the air most true and fine
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| He drew but found his voice had gone
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| «Dear god» he thought «I've stood too long»
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| The crimes, the crimes of the fool against the fool
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| the cries, the cries of the man who lived by The Rule
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| To die by the rule,
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| You offered everything to me
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| I took, you know I took for free
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| The morning broke and flood in blue,
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| I knew before the day was through
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| I’d tear into the heart of you
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| I tore into the heart of you
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| A pair, a pair of young lives becomes a love
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| And there, there they’ve won
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| Oh how is it done?
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| How is it done?
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| I wait to look into your eyes
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| I wait for you to look at mine
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| My love, oh love I long to see
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| I’ll offer all I have to thee
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| And you’ll tear into the heart of me
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| You’ll tear into the heart of me. |