The church bells ring out morning glory
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When summer bends to the winter's rage
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Emily walks through the cemetery
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Passed a dog in an unmarked grave
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The old girl hobbles, nylons sagging
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Talks to her sisters in the ground
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I saw a lie in the mirror this morning
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I heard a prophesy all around
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And Emily they come and go
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The shadows and the distant sounds
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But Emily don't be afraid
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When the weight of angels weighs you down
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Emily prays to a faded hero
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In a little frame clutched to her gown
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Hears the voice of promise in his memory
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Tonight's the night they let the ladder down
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In a cage sits a gold canary
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By a wicker chair and a rosewood loom
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As a soul ascends abord the evening
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Canary sings to an empty room
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And Emily they come and go
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The shadows and the distant sounds
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But Emily don't be afraid
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When the weight of angels weighs you down
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Emily
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Elton John |