Hangman
The moon shines through the clouds See the black bird on a tree His voice is loud, and clear I think he is laughing at me I am writing a last letter While I wait for my end And I am still wondering...
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This is part of your makeup To look as though to call With eyes in front of your mirror You taste as rough as the shore, you know Lay on your back to let go of, Think it over Call out your name and...
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I know that death hides in my eyes And screams from my song I've left the bright lights Left for the river without bridges Slow and silent: In it's waters I can dream of peace I know of no hope Down...
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Previously on Numb3rs: Charlie, you have to read these letters. I found them in the old wall secretary. - I would be thrilled to write one. - Seem to be - having a real breakthrough. - Yeah, and then...
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Listening to the sound of wood being set into place The rhythm suggesting someone‛s in a hurry Soon those footsteps will be coming here to rescue me All this time in thoughts, it's twice they killing...
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This is a miserable business. Believe me, the prosecutor's office takes no pleasure in it, but Cecil Fox did kill a judge, a dear colleague. I meant no disrespect. Judge Mead was a fine man. I hope...
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Hangman, hangman, hangman Slack your rope awhile I think I see my father Comin' across the mile Father, did you bring me any silver Father, did you bring me any gold Father, did you come to see me...
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