Sometimes the old clock ticks so loud
It sends down a haunting shiver
The old lady stands beneath the dark skies
And nobody comes near her
Except for black birds looking out for
A safer place to rest
And when the wasting has been done
Fly to where they’re loved best

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Hear the street-lights beckoning
As day slowly turns to night
Not too far away from the school
Folks close their eyes to light
Then the weapon in her hand
Will be of no further use
Across the barren, wild, wild land
Where it’s not so difficult to choose

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The wicked rivers have lost their flow
Fools have learnt what wise men know
The golden sun has lost its glow
While the winds have forgotten how to blow
Nothing seems to matter now
The old clock keeps ticking on
Nothing seems to bother now
The old lady watches on

It took me long but I’m glad
The decision finally has been made
And for once in my life
I’m willing to take a stand instead
And just to ensure you cannot
Influence me now anymore
I’ll be leaving this letter for you to read
You can find it at your door
And do not take it as a joke

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I’ll be off on a lonely trip
Before you even finish reading this
Off to clear everybody’s debts
Yours and hers and its and his
No, I didn’t stumble on a pot of gold
Just a narrow highway road
No bags to pack, no books to read
And if I ever do get bored
I’d just light up a smoke

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Goodbye. So long
Thanks for all the love
Someday we’ll meet again in a different world

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I know you have a lot of friends
But you’re the only one I ever had
You may not even ever miss me
And the very thought drives me mad
Blessed with patience, blessed with truth
You’ve been blessed with all the virtues
I have very little left with me
They never offered me anything to choose
Except ghosts and a wooden spoon

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Do not be so downhearted
I ain’t playing a blaming game
Whatever happens, it’s upto me
Morning of hope and a night of shame
I haven’t really made an escape plan
I thought I’d write this letter first
It was too much to keep bottled in
I felt my veins were about to burst
Not a moment too soon

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Goodbye. So long
Thanks for all the love
Someday we’ll meet again in a different world

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The world will revolve as before
Have I ever added anything?
So many places I wanted to go
So many people. So many things
I feel my hands trembling already
Is it a sign of things to come?
I feel like I am talking to myself
Be free to criticize the kind of man I’ve become
Without any hesitation

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I’ve never laughed so hard before
My stomach’s beginning to hurt
My hands are slowly turning purple
While my feet are catching dirt
Have I forgotten anyone?
Not that it really matters now
If my words do offend you
Find a way to deal somehow
With this strange invitation

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Goodbye. So long
Thanks for all the love
Someday we’ll meet again in a different world

Am I here to listen to you? I never was
You call this mediocrity a just cause
You and your followers think you are so right
God blessed you with ridiculousness and me with might
May God teach you what is wrong and what is right

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You speak and act well, I must admit
But it takes more than that for me to accept defeat
You like to display your strength and so do I
One of us is going to win while the other is going to cry
Before you die, I hope God shows you the light

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I’ve got some bullets reserved for you. Isn’t that what you wanted?
My army is watching you and will leave you haunted
You burn, burn, burn, burn the whole town
I’ll gun, gun, gun, gun you traitors down
May God forgive you when He meets you tonight

One little duck
Off to try his luck
Went to the city
Oh, what a pity
Now he finds himself stuck

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Two little crows
Sought better tomorrows
Away they flew
Where? Nobody knew
Not even the sparrows

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Three little mice
So very nice
Thought they could take
On a poisonous snake
But they could only catch flies

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Four little fishes
Prepared some dishes
Offered it to a shark
Who began to bark
God fulfilled his wishes

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Five little worms
Playing with their drums
Think it’s a crime
Waiting for the time
Which never really comes

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Six little creatures
Blessed with pretty features
Grew up very fast
Things would never last
Now they’re all preachers

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Seven little squirrels
Found a bag of pearls
Inside a pit
And shared it with
The catterpillars

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Eight little tortoise
Made a lot of noise
Up against knives
Feared for their lives
Never did raise a voice

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Nine little falcons
Playing with big guns
Thought it’d be fun
To shoot someone
They’re not the only ones

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Ten little men
Like only they can
Sticks and stones
Blood and bones
A world war fan

I don’t make for a pleasant sight
When it’s dark or if there’s light
If there’s a law
Who is it for?
To set all the wrongs until they’re right
When the outrage has begun
To rectify the damage done
One thing’s for sure
You can’t tell black from white

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A million nights I must share
Trapped in this layered four walled square
And raise a toast
To your ghost
If I have to survive this scary nightmare
And watch the beauty fade away
A hundred times, everyday
But what hurts the most
You still think life’s so unfair

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The circumstances are so tight
As I struggle with my plight
Behind this door
There’s a war
And I’m about to lose it outright
No matter how hard I try to run
I can hear the blazing sun
I’ve been burnt once before
And I’ll burn myself again tonight

I asked for sleep
She took my breath
I asked for peace
She gave me death