Under my love
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Wake up to your window
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The day calls in billows
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It's echoing moonlight on to the blue nightmare of your heart
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In cosy red rainbow
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It's shaking off halos
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And the memory of our sacred so and so's
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Oh take my hand sweet
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Complete your release and bury your feet
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And married we'll be
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Alone in receiving ours is a feeling not that they would see
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They don't know that we could be
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That way your cradle escaped the sea
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And your raven haired Mama cought told you so's
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Were laying in the shadow of your family tree
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Your haunted heart and me
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Brought down by an old idea whose time has come
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And in the shadow of the gallows of your family tree
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There's a hundred hearts soar free
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Pumping blood to the roots of evil to keep it young
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Ah me all mine
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Is it safe to say that we've waited patiently
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Call me on time
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And recall the tune that has place us gracefully
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All into line
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There's the garden grave and a place they've saved for you
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I'll fall by your side
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Though your silver haired Mama throws told you so's
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Were laying in the shadow of your family tree
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Your haunted heart and me
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Brought down by an old idea whose time has come
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And in the shadow of the gallows of your family tree
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There's a hundred hearts soar free
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Pumping blood to the roots of evil to keep it young
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And now we'll gather in the shadow of your family tree
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In haunted harmony
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Brought down by an old idea whose time has come
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And in the shadow of the valley of your family tree
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There's a hundred hearts soar free
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Pumping blood to the roots of evil to keep us young
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