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From the mouth of the paperboy, they proclaimed that God is dead,
while I just stood there shook my head.
Now empires fall from day to day,
we just do our best to stay out of the way.
On the way to the factory, I walk through the rubble of a great land,
while my eyes scan the skies, looking for a helping hand.

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Simon, Oh Simon, won't you do this if you can. Please my son, be a good man.
There a better way to live, a better way to give. If you my son, do what your heart tells you.
Simon, Oh Simon, won't you do this if you can. Please my son, be a good man.

He was born not long after the wars began.
We put our hands together, asking for him to live.
Simon puts his hand in mine, as I look into his little eyes.
I hold him to chest and lie about it being alright.
You and I both know, it's dark times ahead.
I hope Simon, will remember the things I've said.

Chorus

There's an old leather book, called King James.
If you take it off the shelf, I'll show you meaning of your name.

Chorus
Last edited by NattyDaddy at Jun 16, 2014,