The baby's gone away for now,
The clouds are high,
My eyes are dim,
I'll gather leaves before the fall.
Goodnight my girl, goodnight friends,
My body's sick of all our gin,
All our music,
All our skin,
I need my strength to see the end.
Goodnight skies, but not goodbye,
For shortly you will shine again,
So save your stars,
So rest your clouds,
I see your angels, now let them lie.
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