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And with that I bid you all, Good Morrow
May your days be long, until tomorrow
Let the sun shine in, and you will see
The light, and peace, and harmony
Cos no two beings are the same
And this is God's fault, he's to blame
Cos I love you, and it won't end
So what will happen when I'm dead?
You'll roam the earth, in spite of me
Be happy, sorry, you'll be free
Cos I was never made for this
It's all too much, and nothing's bliss
And though there's one thing that I'll miss
Your eyes, your touch, your scarlet kiss.
