My love could cut her down
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Won’t be no warning sound
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Be no shot of light down from the sky
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No writing on the wall
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It won’t be there at all
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Wonder if there’s any reason why, oh why
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When the only sign of living
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Is the sound of some machine
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Hammering and banging
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against the walls
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And the only thing we’re giving
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Is some time that might’ve been
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Let’s cut it down and start again once more
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Her love could cut me down
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When I think I’m homeward bound
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All the stars still shining in the sky
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And every ray of light
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Will still shine just as bright
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Wonder if there’s any reason why, oh why
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When the only sign of living
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Is the sound of some machine
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Hammering and banging
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Against the walls
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And the only thing we’re giving
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Is some time that might’ve been
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Let’s cut it down and start again once more
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And it’s on and on it goes
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And it’s on and on it goes
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And it’s on and on it goes
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Oh
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Now love will cut us down
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Lonely on the ground
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Won’t be no one to come down from the sky
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And everything we’ve made
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Will all just rust and fade
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We’ll wonder if there’s any reason why, oh why
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When the only sign of living
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Is the sound of some machine
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Hammering and banging
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Against the walls
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And the only thing we’re giving
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Is some time that might’ve been
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Let’s cut it down and start again once more |