I lay down by the river
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The shadows moved across me, inch by inch
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And all that I heard
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Was the war between the water and the bridge
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Turn to me, turn to me, turn to me
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Turn and drink of me
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Or look away, look away, look away
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And never more think of me
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Carry me
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Carry me
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I heard the many voices
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Speaking to me from the depths below
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This ancient wound
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This catacomb
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Beneath the whited snow
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Come to me, come to me, come to me
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Come and drink of me
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Or turn away, turn away, turn away
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And never more think of me
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Carry me
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Carry me away
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Who will lay down their hammer?
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Who will put up their sword?
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And pause to see
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The mystery
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Of the Word
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Carry me
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Carry me
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Carry me
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Carry me away
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Carry me
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Carry me
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Carry me
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Carry me away
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Carry Me
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| Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds |
