Don't look for me in fields of clover
I won't be
What are you like? You've had a right life
And taken
Hold back the night from us,
Cherish the light for us,
Don't
Darlin', do you remember me
Back when I used to be
It was your birthday yesterday
I gave a gift that almost
Thinking, I've been thinking
You've seen me glide along this way
I¹m on nights, we need the money
I'm half alive
Walking silent through the snow
Drifting softly to your door,
I'm coming
I'm going away now baby's gonna be alright
I just
I'll see myself out of this world
We don't get
Well I've been out here on the ledge now
For
Smallwood, a joiner, takes carpenter out for a meal
As
Later here this morning, if the crowds hold back the
I'm going away now sweetness, don't be sad
Though tonight
The fate of man is random so don't look down
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