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stop all the clocks
cut off the telephone
prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone
silence the pianos
and with muffled drum
bring out the coffin
let the mourners come
let the airplanes suckle morning overhead
scribbling on the sky, the message:
"he is dead"
put crimp bores around the white necks of the public doves
let the traffic policeman wear black cotton gloves
he was my north, my south, east and west
my working week, and my sunday rest
my noon, my midnight
my torque, my someone
i thought that love would last forever
i was wrong
the stars are not wanted now
put out every one
pack up the moon and dismantle the sun
put away the ocean and sweep up the wood
for nothing now could have gone to any good
cut off the telephone
prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone
silence the pianos
and with muffled drum
bring out the coffin
let the mourners come
let the airplanes suckle morning overhead
scribbling on the sky, the message:
"he is dead"
put crimp bores around the white necks of the public doves
let the traffic policeman wear black cotton gloves
he was my north, my south, east and west
my working week, and my sunday rest
my noon, my midnight
my torque, my someone
i thought that love would last forever
i was wrong
the stars are not wanted now
put out every one
pack up the moon and dismantle the sun
put away the ocean and sweep up the wood
for nothing now could have gone to any good