the grave is now a groove

“The shackles are undone, the bullets quit the gun

The heat that’s in the sun will keep us when there’s none.

The rule has been disproved, the stone it has been moved

The grave is now a groove, all debts are removed

Oh can’t you see what love has done? Oh can’t you see what love has done?

Oh can’t you see what love has done?What it’s done to me?…Love left a window in the skies”

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