Thunder cloud
eight ball down
whippoorwill
the soul departing
Standing still
I beg your pardon baby
but I need to be clear
The sun is gone
bluebird’s flown
and in the dark
there’s a fire sighing
Marley’s ghost
is giving you a challenge
he follows your mistakes
from your widow to your wife
Ocean’s rise and swell
I can hear that carol of bells
ringing out in the night
echoing in the first morning light
Bless the weeds
bless the apples
the silent fields
and the sacred shadows
the good and bad
the weak and the strong
the wicked angels
and all their companions
well I done things
I’m so ashamed
but these mistakes
I just can’t change
The fire dies
the night it descends
so let’s raise a glass
death’s not the end
Ocean’s rise and swell
I can hear that carol of bells
ringing out in the night
echoing in the first morning light
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