The night is dark and cold
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The strong winds and the rain
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Crack the branches upon my window
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The devil beats his drum
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Casting out his spell
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Dragging all his own down into hell
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The ticking of the clock
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Inexorably goes on
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The howling of the stray souls of heaven
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The treasures of the cove
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Where the traders stored their gold
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Echo voices still dead to the world
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Underneath the vine
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Shaded by the leaves
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I still hold you close to me
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Beneath the open stars
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Beneath the pillows and the sheets
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I still hold you dear to me
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The ticking of the clock
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Surely sunrise won't be long
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When darkness hides inside it's own shadow
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The devil beats his drum
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Casting out his name
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Dragging all his own down into shame
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The Devil's Own
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| David Sylvian |
