When I recall his parting words
Must I accept his fate
Or take myself far from this place
I thought I heard a black bell toll
A little bird did sing
Man has no choice
When he wants every thing

[Chorus:]
We´ll rise above the scarlet tide
That trickles down through the mountain
And separates the widow from the bride

Man goes beyond his own decision
Gets caught in a mechanism
And swindlers who works like kings
And broke those who break everything
The dark of night was swiftly fading
Close to the dawn of day
Why would I want him just to lose him again

[Chorus]

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Writer(s): ELVIS COSTELLO, J. HENRY BURNETT