| In the StraightWay hall
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| In the golden draw
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| Desire and the horsies are on fire
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| WatchTowers arise from sand
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| Bring in storms in and out
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| Then to death chariots arise as bone of Stars
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| For The Light Is Leaving Us All
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| So mind your slight back small and slack
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| The small birds float eyeless in the foam
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| As The Light Is Leaving Us All
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| And I hear hear BellRing boy
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| And immortal rain
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| And The Light Is Leaving Us All
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| On the flat planet the Light stands still
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| Cain’s at throat
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| And breathes in ForeHead
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| The sweeper sweeps on the road is cleared
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| And cleanly the cars pass by
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| The Light Is Leaving You All
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| By the TeleScope mountains
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| All fall down
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| TeleScope magicians
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| All fall down
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| At the seal of the real
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| All fall down
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| And Light your candles little dreamer
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| And all fall down
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| And the birds are sweetly singing
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| Boy and sound in the final change
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| Shepherd-your flock is close to edge
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| And the fragile birds soar and sing
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| So sweetly softly into the clouds
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| They burst the wind
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| With their gorgeous wings
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| In the RED CHURCH
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| The CockCrow rises
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| The ranks and the bars
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| And the high walls
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| Are made quite of Bright Light
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| Quite gone and late
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| The Light Leaves Us All
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| So call good Moon and all full soon
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| And The Light Is Leaving You All
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| At the end of your face
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| The focus is shot
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| The Light Is Leaving You All
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| By the sundered Sun
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| And the children and birds are softly singing
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| And the Stars are singing
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| The cattle are lowing
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| And The Light Is Leaving You All
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| In evening when the sky is RED
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| Fair weather-Matthew XVI: 2 then 3
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| Morning-the sky is RED
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| You see the signs in the Stars
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| But you cannot read the signs in the stars
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| And if a man blinds a man
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| His eye is blinded
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| If a man breaks the bone of another man
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| His bone is broken
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| If a man knocks out the tooth of another man
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| His tooth is knocked out |