For all the world to see
And all the fears to be
Shameful times have come
From a past time of some
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The Melodies ringing
From the church bell’s dinging
Overly mournful
But only to be scornful
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From the lonely road down under
To the stars in the sky above
Hopelessly they weep for sunder
For the small dove sang for its last time
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