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And so the clock strikes twelve as we find ourselves |
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In a sphere of a clearing in a navy light |
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There are no stars, just the bars of a cars headlights |
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On the leaves in the dead of the night |
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Silhouette suits step out of the shadows |
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Into the arena where the cameras roll |
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See their shoulders strain below the weight of the spades |
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Stereo plays for a funeral |
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They say the moon is nearly full |
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They see their eyes are nearly dry |
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They know how wonderful, how wonderful it is |
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To be alive tonight |
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I leave myself to the earth |
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To the air |
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To the ashes |
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Its my time |
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Its my design |
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Its my turn |
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And I know I wont be loved |
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Wont be saved |
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Wont be noticed |
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Until I learn to love |
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I hate to learn |
| [01:54.20] |
To my best beloved I do bequeath |
| [01:56.98] |
All the anguish and the irony |
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And all the things we never meant |
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And those we set out to prevent |
| [02:05.13] |
I leave the twisted bittersends |
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Send soulem grace of concequence |
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The hand he let lent ungratefully |
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I don't intent to take away the mean |
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He had a solid alabi |
| [02:21.53] |
You know I never saw him cry? |
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I leave myself to the earth |
| [02:30.53] |
To the air |
| [02:33.18] |
To the ashes |
| [02:36.10] |
Its my time |
| [02:38.64] |
Its my design |
| [02:41.50] |
Its my turn |
| [02:46.65] |
And I know I wont be loved |
| [02:51.93] |
Wont be saved |
| [02:54.72] |
Wont be noticed |
| [02:57.61] |
Until I learn to love |
| [03:02.66] |
I hate to learn |
| [03:14.47] |
And the clock strikes one |
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and my time is done |
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and I know he won't miss me when I'm gone. |
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I just raise a toast to my sweet trevouse` |
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and feel glad that the chapter's closed |
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This is my early grave |
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Where I wait for the light to let me in |
| [03:42.65] |
Here it comes around again |
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And I say |
| [03:53.21] |
Let the light shows and the sounds |
| [03:58.69] |
Of the orchestra begin |
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My eternal requiem |
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For an early grave. |
