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Shall I tell you where the dead are? You won't find them in the sky Their faces don't grace clouds, or rest in a person's eye Shall I tell you where the dead are? You won't find them on the street If you missed them the first time, then there's no chance they'll repeat Shall I tell you where the dead are? You won't find them on a wall A picture is but a picture, and that just won't do at all Shall I tell you where the dead are? You won't find them in a book Better catch them while they're living Better have yourself a look Shall I tell you where the dead are? You won't find them in a voice They've moved on to different pastures, but not one is there by choice Shall I tell you where the dead are? Very well, you'll get your way The dead rest in the ground, and it's there they'll always stay
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Jul 12, 2012
Jul 12, 2012 at 12:39 AM UTC
Shall I tell you where the dead are?
Shall I tell you where the dead are? You won't find them in the sky Their faces don't grace clouds, or rest in a person's eye Shall I tell you where the dead are? You won't find them on the street If you missed them the first time, then there's no chance they'll repeat Shall I tell you where the dead are? You won't find them on a wall A picture is but a picture, and that just won't do at all Shall I tell you where the dead are? You won't find them in a book Better catch them while they're living Better have yourself a look Shall I tell you where the dead are? You won't find them in a voice They've moved on to different pastures, but not one is there by choice Shall I tell you where the dead are? Very well, you'll get your way The dead rest in the ground, and it's there they'll always stay
mohit-kalwadia
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Jul 12, 2012
Jul 12, 2012 at 12:39 AM UTC
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