| There are angels in your angles
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| There’s a low moon caught in your tangles
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| There’s a ticking at the sill
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| There’s a purr of a pigeon to break the still of day
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| As on we go drowning
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| Down we go away
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| And darling, we go a-drowning
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| Down we go away
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| Away
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| There’s a tough word on your crossword
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| There’s a bed bug nipping a finger
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| There’s a swallow, there’s a calm
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| Here’s a hand to lay on your open palm today
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| As on we go drowning
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| Down we go away
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| And darling, we go a-drowning
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| Down we go away
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| Away
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| There are angels in your angles
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| There’s a low moon caught in your tangles |