Answer, you’d only answer
In questions, you knew me well
After, did we care for
One another or ourselves at all? Over, is it over? Oh, the night is wild
And he is fine, and away we go
And oh, our hands were tired
But our work was good
And our hands would hold
Brother, our troubles are
Locked in each other’s arms
And away we go
Happen, did it happen? Did it happen? Is it over, is it done? I knew him well

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