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All the shiny ghosts that haunted the child
Right until mystery was choked and defiled
Let grown men weep light candles for the deceased
Blessed truly are the blind
The meek, the kind
For the past I've no illusions anymore
Let those fools pass by my door
Flesh and blood I'll take my leave too
A real beauty's just passed through
Now they say all good children go to heaven
November 19th of something seven
Found us quarrelling so violently in Hanway Street
All those birthday presents we scattered at your feet
Like snow, front page paper headlines falling from the sky
A sense that maybe time was passing you by
You wrote an epic from the ferry then less and less
As Europe swallowed you up, oh you'd bought a new dress
For the past I've no illusions anymore
Let those fools pass by my door
Flesh and blood I'll take my leave too
A real beauty's just passed through
The triumph of the innocents stands clean amidst these derelicts
Sad buildings, strange children
You want to see the whole world and you want it now
You should get to know yourself first I spat anyhow
Now left to rummage through the debris of what was left behind
Knowing never again will I meet your kind
You know these things only time will tell
Oh, well, "CHIN CHIN FAREWELL!"
For the past I've no illusions anymore
Let those fools pass by my door
Flesh and blood I'll take my leave too
A real beauty's just passed through
For the past I've no illusions anymore
Let those fools pass by my door
Flesh and blood I'll take my leave too
A real beauty's just passed through
For the past I've no illusions anymore
Let those fools pass by my door
Flesh and blood I'll take my leave too
A real beauty's just passed through
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