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Down by the harbourside | <noinclude>{{Lyrics for|Rope}}</noinclude> | ||
Down by the harbourside<br> | |||
A boat is fastened by a length of rope | A boat is fastened by a length of rope<br> | ||
It was a perfect match<br> | |||
It was a perfect match | Dreaming of escape<br> | ||
Feeling almost detached<br> | |||
Dreaming of escape | <br> | ||
Look beneath the waves<br> | |||
Feeling almost detached | The seabirds diving down into black water<br> | ||
<br> | |||
The morning bells begin<br> | |||
Schoolchildren chant and spin<br> | |||
Look beneath the waves | A length of rope<br> | ||
Below a hanging tree<br> | |||
The seabirds diving down into black water | Like cruel secrets some of us turn out to be<br> | ||
<br> | |||
Should our love increase<br> | |||
We are all released like statues from marble<br> | |||
The morning bells begin | <br> | ||
While in a prison yard<br> | |||
Schoolchildren chant and spin | They're taking turns to guard<br> | ||
A length of rope<br> | |||
A length of rope | Are you too weak to fight?<br> | ||
Picking up a thread and then stretching it tight<br> | |||
Below a hanging tree | <br> | ||
Look beneath the waves<br> | |||
Like cruel secrets some of us turn out to be | The seabirds diving down into black water<br> | ||
<br> | |||
Still our love increased<br> | |||
We are all released like statues from marble<br> | |||
Should our love increase | |||
We are all released like statues from marble | |||
While in a prison yard | |||
They're taking turns to guard | |||
A length of rope | |||
Are you too weak to fight? | |||
Picking up a thread and then stretching it tight | |||
Look beneath the waves | |||
The seabirds diving down into black water | |||
Still our love increased | |||
We are all released like statues from marble | |||
Latest revision as of 04:19, 25 May 2009
Rope
Down by the harbourside
A boat is fastened by a length of rope
It was a perfect match
Dreaming of escape
Feeling almost detached
Look beneath the waves
The seabirds diving down into black water
The morning bells begin
Schoolchildren chant and spin
A length of rope
Below a hanging tree
Like cruel secrets some of us turn out to be
Should our love increase
We are all released like statues from marble
While in a prison yard
They're taking turns to guard
A length of rope
Are you too weak to fight?
Picking up a thread and then stretching it tight
Look beneath the waves
The seabirds diving down into black water
Still our love increased
We are all released like statues from marble
