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Come away, come away, death,
And in sad cypress let me be laid.
Fly away, fly away, breath;
I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
My shroud of white, stuck all with yew,
O, prepare it!
My part of death, no one so true
Did share it.

Not a flower, not a flower sweet,
On my black coffin let there be strown.
Not a friend, not a friend greet
My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown.
A thousand thousand sighs to save,
Lay me, O, where
Sad true lover ne'er find my grave,
To weep there!

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from Or What You Will, released May 3, 2017

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The Friendly Ghost New London, Connecticut

Hauntin' since '09

Victor Chiburis
Joe Attwater
Hannah Schenk
Josh Marcks

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