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Michael's
Lay where he
Face down on a ground
He was just somebody's son
Oh, but now what he's done
Oh, look what done

Your gentle hands are
And your unkissed lips are
Your thinning clothes are
And no one was mad you

bones
Were young
But were never to know
fun
Mr. Policeman, I don't
Where you get notions from

His gentle are frozen
And his unkissed lips are
But his still cry

And now turned the last bend
And see are we all judged the at the end?
Tell me, me

Oh, you lucky
You are too
And I'm of myself as usual