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And would you care if you fell in?
And would your best friends follow you?
All out to sea
Oh, silence ye
Your salty water's hard to swallow
Yeah, I know
Yeah, I know

When all your greatest hopes
Were all bound up in ropes
All bound up in ropes

Shall we leave our bodies in the Peak District?
On rattles and twigs and where Honey said
Hope that we can go there soon
I hope that we can go there soon
I hope that we can go back soon, my love

And if you float you are in trouble
And if you don't then so long
All out to sea
To silence ye
Whose holy water's hard to swallow
Yeah, I know
Yeah, we know

When all my greatest hopes
Were all bound up in ropes
Were all bound up in ropes

When all my greatest hopes
Were all bound up in ropes
All bound up in ropes
And ceremoniously destroyed

When all my greatest hopes
Were all bound up in ropes
All bound up in ropes

And we leave our bodies in the Peak District
On rattles and twigs and maybe Holly sticks
All bound up in ropes
And ceremoniously destroyed
One by one by you
And would you care if you fell in?   And would your best friends follow you?   All out to sea   Oh, silence ye   Your salty water's hard to swallow   Yeah, I know   Yeah, I know      When all your greatest hopes   Were all bound up in ropes   All bound up in ropes      Shall we leave our bodies in the Peak District?   On rattles and twigs and where Honey said   Hope that we can go there soon   I hope that we can go there soon   I hope that we can go back soon, my love      And if you float you are in trouble   And if you don't then so long   All out to sea   To silence ye   Whose holy water's hard to swallow   Yeah, I know   Yeah, we know      When all my greatest hopes   Were all bound up in ropes   Were all bound up in ropes      When all my greatest hopes   Were all bound up in ropes   All bound up in ropes   And ceremoniously destroyed      When all my greatest hopes   Were all bound up in ropes   All bound up in ropes      And we leave our bodies in the Peak District   On rattles and twigs and maybe Holly sticks   All bound up in ropes   And ceremoniously destroyed   One by one by you