Lyrics On Our Death Day - Matthew Ryan
                                                After 
                                                it's 
                                                all 
                                                gone
 
                                    
                                
                                                It'll 
                                                be 
                                                so 
                                                clear
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                were 
                                                hundreds 
                                                of 
                                                ways 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                only 
                                                one 
                                                way 
                                                here
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                the 
                                                city's 
                                                    a 
                                                bone 
                                                and 
                                                desert
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                farms 
                                                are 
                                                poisoned 
                                                dirt
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'll 
                                                start 
                                                looking 
                                                for 
                                                answers
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'll 
                                                start 
                                                looking 
                                                where 
                                                you 
                                                hurt
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                Mary
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                it 
                                                too 
                                                late?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                every 
                                                word 
                                                an 
                                                echo
 
                                    
                                
                                                Does 
                                                every 
                                                song 
                                                fade?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Will 
                                                you 
                                                be 
                                                standing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Under 
                                                    a 
                                                black 
                                                and 
                                                silver 
                                                sky
 
                                    
                                
                                                By 
                                                my 
                                                side
 
                                    
                                
                                                By 
                                                the 
                                                graves
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                our 
                                                death 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                    a 
                                                vulture 
                                                with 
                                                his 
                                                head 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                captain's 
                                                butchering 
                                                Gunga 
                                                Din
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                calls 
                                                for 
                                                darkness 
                                                and 
                                                darkness 
                                                comes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Our 
                                                fellow 
                                                slaves 
                                                invite 
                                                it 
                                                in
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                not 
                                                you 
                                                my 
                                                beloved
 
                                    
                                
                                                You're 
                                                all 
                                                that's 
                                                good 
                                                in 
                                                this 
                                                world
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                while 
                                                the 
                                                night 
                                                feels 
                                                stuck 
                                                and 
                                                endless
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                road's 
                                                half 
                                                lit, 
                                                the 
                                                moon's 
                                                    a 
                                                pearl
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                Mary
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                it 
                                                too 
                                                late?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                every 
                                                word 
                                                an 
                                                echo
 
                                    
                                
                                                Does 
                                                every 
                                                song 
                                                fade?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Will 
                                                you 
                                                be 
                                                standing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Under 
                                                    a 
                                                black 
                                                and 
                                                silver 
                                                sky
 
                                    
                                
                                                By 
                                                my 
                                                side
 
                                    
                                
                                                By 
                                                the 
                                                graves
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                our 
                                                death 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                all 
                                                hope 
                                                is 
                                                gone
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                that's 
                                                left 
                                                is 
                                                hope
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                not 
                                                absent 
                                                from 
                                                this 
                                                song
 
                                    
                                
                                                Though 
                                                my 
                                                voice 
                                                won't 
                                                tell 
                                                you 
                                                so
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                why 
                                                should 
                                                    I 
                                                explain?
 
                                    
                                
                                                What's 
                                                been 
                                                obvious 
                                                and 
                                                plain
 
                                    
                                
                                                You're 
                                                in 
                                                every 
                                                book 
                                                ever 
                                                written
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                you've 
                                                ever 
                                                known 
                                                were 
                                                these 
                                                chains
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                but 
                                                Mary
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                it 
                                                too 
                                                late?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                every 
                                                word 
                                                an 
                                                echo
 
                                    
                                
                                                Does 
                                                every 
                                                song 
                                                fade?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Will 
                                                you 
                                                be 
                                                standing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Under 
                                                    a 
                                                black 
                                                and 
                                                silver 
                                                sky
 
                                    
                                
                                                By 
                                                my 
                                                side
 
                                    
                                
                                                By 
                                                the 
                                                graves
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                our 
                                                death 
                                                day
 
                                    
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