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Skyclad - On With Their Heads! lyrics
Now the final curtain's fallen, for no show goes on forever, if the world's a stage - mine's empty. whilst upon it you'll tread never. As the instruments lie silent in their coffins made of wood, I rest assured they'd say these words - If say these words they could; Whatever happened to the songs - the music that we made, and the joy we shared together as on me your fingers played? Are chose symphonies forgotten - with our cases closed and latched'? Dreams now dusty, old and rotten - empty shells (no strings attached). Amidst the dying candle-light, I sit forlorn, alone, a space once filled with laughter bright, the place my heart called home Now the puppets are my company - but wood and straw can't speak; though it by chance they came to life I'm certain they would weep; |
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