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My lady can sleep Upon a handkerchief Or if it be Fall Upon a fallen leaf. I have seen the hunters
The birds they sang at the break of day Start again I heard them say Don’t dwell on what
Now I've heard there was a secret… That David played, and it pleased… But you don't really care for musi… It goes like this The fourth, the fifth
Baby, I’ve been waiting, I’ve been waiting night and day. I didn’t see the time, I waited half my life away. There were lots of invitations
I saw you this morning. You were moving so fast. Can’t seem to loosen my grip On the past. And I miss you so much.
I’ve worked at my work I’ve slept at my sleep I’ve died at my death and now I can leave. Leave what is needed
And who by fire, who by water, who in the sunshine, who in the ni… who by high ordeal, who by common… who in your merry merry month of m… who by very slow decay,
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river you can hear the boats go by you can spend the night beside her And you know she’s half crazy
I went down to the place Where I knew she lay waiting Under the marble and the snow I said, Mother I’m frightened The thunder and the lightning
Come over to the window, my little… I’d like to try to read your palm. I used to think I was some kind o… before I let you take me home. Now so long, Marianne, it’s time…
The light came through the window, Straight from the sun above, And so inside my little room There plunged the rays of Love. In streams of light I clearly saw
Suddenly the night has grown colde… The god of love preparing to depar… Alexandra hoisted on his shoulder, They slip between the sentries of… Upheld by the simplicities of plea…
I pray for courage Now I’m old To greet the sickness And the cold I pray for courage
Ah we’re drinking and we’re dancin… and the band is really happening and the Johnny Walker wisdom runn… And my very sweet companion she’s the Angel of Compassion
If it be your will That I speak no more And my voice be still As it was before I will speak no more