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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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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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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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Heaven has denied us it’s kingdom |
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The saints are drunk and 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 a-running |
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