After the song, there comes an hour
When Silence has its way with you.
It lays you out and puts a flower
In either hand; it lights a few
Gaudy candles at foot and head,
Then weeps, and you are very dead.
When Silence has its way with you.
It lays you out and puts a flower
In either hand; it lights a few
Gaudy candles at foot and head,
Then weeps, and you are very dead.
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