| All the towers of ivory are crumbling
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| And the swallows have sharpened their beaks
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| This is the time of our great undoing
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| This is the time that I’ll come running
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| Straight to you
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| For I am captured
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| Straight to you
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| For I am captured
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| One more time
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| The light in our window is fading
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| The candle gutters on the ledge
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| Well now sorrow, it comes a-stealing
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| And I’ll cry, girl, but I’ll come a-running
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| Straight to you
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| For I am captured
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| Straight to you
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| For I am captured
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| Once again
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| Gone are the days of rainbows
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| Gone are the nights of swinging from the stars
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| For the sea will swallow up the mountains
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| And the sky will throw thunder-bolts and sparks
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| Straight at you
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| But I’ll come a-running
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| Straight to you
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| But I’ll come a-running
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| One more time
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| Heaven has denied us it’s kingdom
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| The saints are drunk howling at the moon
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| The chariots of angels are colliding
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| Well, I’ll run, babe, but I’ll come running
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| Straight to you
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| For I am captured
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| Straight to you
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| For I am captured
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| One more time |