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Turn Loose The Doves
How's the air up there? With the faithless and aborted souls
And when the worms carried it away
Did you cry? Did you feel? Did you see me pray?
To gods and demons all alike, to those who would lend an ear that night
Three thousand miles high, these wayward wanderers fly
Halfway to heaven, yet a stones throw from hell
Through infinite sorrow soars our exquisite belle
(chorus)
Turn loose the doves and marvel at their flight with fractured wings
Turn loose the doves and listen to the morning chorus start to sing
Anthems of loss, all for you, they are all for you
My muse, I never wanted this to fall apart
Choke on the air up there, from the acid and reviled clouds
And when we glance down upon our shrine
There's no viol, violet, and no vine
Nor rays from holy heaven bright
Sweet muse, how far have we strayed from this guiding light?
Halfway to heaven, yet a stones throw from hell
Through infinite sorrow soars our exquisite belle
(chorus)
Scarlet drenched and song less birds, deliver us from the underworld
Halfway to heaven, yet a stones throw from hell
Through infinite sorrow soars our exquisite belle
(chorus)
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(chorus)
Through infinite sorrow soars our exquisite belle
Halfway to heaven, yet a stones throw from hell
Scarlet drenched and song less birds, deliver us from the underworld
(chorus)
Through infinite sorrow soars our exquisite belle
Halfway to heaven, yet a stones throw from hell
Sweet muse, how far have we strayed from this guiding light?
Nor rays from holy heaven bright
There's no viol, violet, and no vine
And when we glance down upon our shrine
Choke on the air up there, from the acid and reviled clouds
My muse, I never wanted this to fall apart
Anthems of loss, all for you, they are all for you
Turn loose the doves and listen to the morning chorus start to sing
Turn loose the doves and marvel at their flight with fractured wings
(chorus)
Through infinite sorrow soars our exquisite belle
Halfway to heaven, yet a stones throw from hell
Three thousand miles high, these wayward wanderers fly
To gods and demons all alike, to those who would lend an ear that night
Did you cry? Did you feel? Did you see me pray?
And when the worms carried it away
How's the air up there? With the faithless and aborted souls
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| TTurn LLoose TThe DDoves |
| urn oose he oves |
| uTrn oLose hTe oDves |
| furn koose fhe xoves |
| fTurn kLoose fThe xDoves |
| Tfurn Lkoose Tfhe Dxoves |
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| 5urn ooose 5he eoves |
| 5Turn oLoose 5The eDoves |
| T5urn Looose T5he Deoves |
| hurn poose hhe foves |
| hTurn pLoose hThe fDoves |
| Thurn Lpoose Thhe Dfoves |
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| yurn yhe roves |
| yTurn Lose yThe rDoves |
| Tyurn Loose Tyhe Droves |
| 6urn Lkose 6he coves |
| 6Turn 6The cDoves |
| T6urn Lokose T6he Dcoves |
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| gurn L9ose ghe soves |
| gTurn L9oose gThe sDoves |
| Tgurn Lo9ose Tghe Dsoves |
| rurn L0ose rhe Dooves |
| rTurn L0oose rThe Dves |
| Trurn Lo0ose Trhe Dvoes |
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| Tuurn Llose Dkves |
| Trn Lloose Te Dkoves |
| Trun Lolose Teh Dokves |
| Thrn Liose Tje D9ves |
| Lioose Tjhe D9oves |
| Tuhrn Loiose Thje Do9ves |
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| T7rn Tue D0ves |
| T7urn Tuhe D0oves |
| Tu7rn Losoe Thue Do0ves |
| Tkrn Lokse Tne Dlves |
| Tkurn Tnhe Dloves |
| Tukrn Lookse Thne Dolves |
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| Tirn Lo9se Tbe Dives |
| Tiurn Tbhe Dioves |
| Tuirn Loo9se Thbe Doives |
| T8rn Lo0se Tge Dovves |
| T8urn Does |
| Tu8rn Loo0se Thge Doevs |
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| Tjrn Lolse Tye Dobes |
| Tjurn Dobves |
| Tujrn Loolse Thye Dovbes |
| Tyrn Loise Thee Doces |
| Th Docves |
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