Look Up Or Daydreams of Death
Look up! / Daydreams of Death
Look up!
The cold, the blue and hallowed sky
All the deaths are circling high
The red balloons, they wave
Goodbye, goodbye!
A tether, rope, a silver twine
To take you from the five or nine
Or thirty two or sixty five
However long you are alive
I hear the calling of the bells
Ring out in endless stony wells
To stand alone, but not to weep
The skeletons are all asleep
The fiery leaves begin to fly
Tis but to live, or but to die
The cold, the blue and hallowed sky
And all the deaths are circling high
The red balloons, they wave
Goodbye, goodbye!
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