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The Ghosts At Midnight
A couple walk the streets at midnight
They are lost in their own world
Talking about events of the past
Marriages and births and holidays abroad
Tales of tragedy and romance
This is their home
The streets of their childhood
They met each other here
They are both dressed in Victorian gothic costumes
They both did well in their studies
And they both went to university
But their love out lasted being apart
When they returned home they soon married
They both found interesting jobs
And travelled around Europe when time allowed
They had the perfect lives
Until fate intervened
They witnessed the robbery of a jeweller
And they tried to stop the robbers
One of the robbers had a knife
And he fatally stabbed both of them
They knew death was close
"I will see you again in heaven, farewell my love!"
They both uttered the same words with their last breath
They both entered the Gates of Heaven
But the angels told them to return home
And their spirits know roam the streets at midnight
If you see them think positive thoughts
And remember that love can last for an eternity
A couple walk the streets at midnight
They are lost in their own world
Talking about events of the past
Marriages and births and holidays abroad
Tales of tragedy and romance
This is their home
The streets of their childhood
They met each other here
They are both dressed in Victorian gothic costumes
They both did well in their studies
And they both went to university
But their love out lasted being apart
When they returned home they soon married
They both found interesting jobs
And travelled around Europe when time allowed
They had the perfect lives
Until fate intervened
They witnessed the robbery of a jeweller
And they tried to stop the robbers
One of the robbers had a knife
And he fatally stabbed both of them
They knew death was close
"I will see you again in heaven, farewell my love!"
They both uttered the same words with their last breath
They both entered the Gates of Heaven
But the angels told them to return home
And their spirits know roam the streets at midnight
If you see them think positive thoughts
And remember that love can last for an eternity
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