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He
hadn’t lived in the world of men
Since
he’d tossed his job, and quit,
He’d
told his boss, ‘There’s no fu..
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The
lamplighter held his pole up high
And
rapped on each window pane,
‘Fix
your shutters and pull your blinds,
Prepare
for the ..
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‘Time
is a perfect circle
Where
it ends, it curves back in,
Starting
a whole new cycle
Where
the other one begins,
We
canno..
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He
met his Dad for the first time when
His
father came marching home,
After
the war to end all wars
From
London through to Rome.
H..
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We’d
moved on in to a clifftop house
When
our babe was very young,
I
had to erect a barbed wire fence
To
keep our darling at ho..
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He
lived in a fine old country house
Befitting
a man of means,
With
everything a Victorian Squire
Could
aspire to, in his dreams.
..
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He
stood at the end of the pier that day
In
hopes that they’d ask him on,
But
Marilyn had just sailed away
With
his elder broth..
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A
single bullet was all it took
And
I needn’t have wasted that,
He
sat alone in that dismal cave
In
an old Field Marshall&rsquo..
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The
truck pulled up at the crack of dawn
On
a Sunday morn in June,
I
could hear the men unloading from
The
darkness of my room,
&l..
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The
grave they kept on the lonely beach
Lay
under a foot of lime,
Most
of the pile had washed away
With
rain, and the tides of time,
..
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