Stop All The Clocks-Rigmor Gustafsson

[00:20.91]Stop all the clocks [00:24.66]Cut off the telephone [00:28.61]Prevent the dogs from barking [00:32.22]with a juicy bone [00:37.46]Silence the piano [00:41.61]and with muffled drum [00:48.40]Bring out the coffin [00:52.51]Let the mourners come [00:58.69]Let areoplanes circle moaning overhead [01:08.61]Scribbling on the sky the message [01:13.14]He is dead [01:18.02]Put crepe bows round the white neck [01:22.54]of the public doves [01:26.89]Let the traffic policemen wear [01:31.10]Black cotton gloves [01:36.48]He was my north, my south [01:41.86]My east and west [01:46.98]My working week [01:51.23]And my sunday rest [01:56.26]My noon, my midnight [02:01.47]My talk, my song [02:07.26]I thought that love would last forever [02:16.03]I was wrong [02:20.89]The stars are not wanted now [02:28.80]Put out every one [02:35.88]Pack up the moon [02:38.98]And dismantle the sun [02:44.35]Pour away the ocean [02:47.40]And sweep up the woods [02:53.78]For nothing now [02:56.86]Can ever come to any good [03:46.33]He was my north, my south [03:51.37]My east and west [03:56.20]My working week [04:00.49]And my sunday rest [04:05.21]My noon, my midnight [04:09.92]My talk, my song [04:15.65]I thought that love would last forever [04:24.17]I was wrong [04:29.55]The stars are not wanted now [04:37.86]Put out every one [04:45.52]Pack up the moon [04:48.46]And dismantle the sun [04:53.83]Pour away the ocean [04:57.34]And sweep up the woods [05:03.71]For nothing now [05:06.49]Can ever come to any good