[00:07.53]Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone
[00:13.78]Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone
[00:20.04]Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
[00:26.46]Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come
[00:30.53]
[00:32.88]Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
[00:39.54]Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead
[00:45.95]Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves
[00:52.37]Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves
[00:57.08]
[00:59.28]He was my North, my South, my East and West
[01:07.32]My working week and my Sunday rest
[01:13.94]My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song
[01:20.98]I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong
[01:30.66]
[01:34.61]The stars are not wanted now; put out every one
[01:41.15]Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun
[01:47.44]Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood
[01:53.83]For nothing now can ever come to any good
[02:00.02]
[02:02.23]He was my North, my South, my East and West
[02:10.43]My working week and my Sunday rest
[02:16.65]My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song
[02:23.85]I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong
[02:30.58]I was wrong
[02:33.69]
[02:35.80]The stars are not wanted now; put out every one
[02:42.15]Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun
[02:48.27]Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood
[02:54.97]For nothing now can ever come to any good
[03:00.56]For nothing now can ever come to any good
[03:07.86]For nothing now can ever come to any good