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Old 01-03-2003, 05:01 PM #3
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This may be cheating, as I did not compose this, but I believe this is quite well known after its use in "Four Weddings and a Funeral"

Stop all the Clocks

W H Orden

Stop all the clocks
Cut off the telephone
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone
Silence the pianos
And with muffled drum, bring out the coffin
Let the mourners come.

Let airplanes circle
Moaning over head
Scribbling in the sky, the message, "He is dead"
Put crape bows around the necks of the public doves
Let the traffic policeman wear black cotton gloves

He was my North, My South
My East and West
My working week and Sunday Rest
My Noon, my Midnight, my talk, my song
I thought that Love would last for ever
I was wrong

The stars are not wanted now
Put out every one
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood
For nothing now can ever come to any good
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