Eurydice

 
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Oh Eurydice, Eurydice, you know you'll be the death of me 
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I love you too much to not follow you down 
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Taken long before your time, the serpent stopped your heart and mine 
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But no journey's too great for a heart so devout 
 

 
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So I will follow you down 
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Bend the rules of the mortals just to hold you now 
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My darling, holding your tongue 
                                               D 
Nothing much to complain of 'cept you had been loved 
 

 
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Oh Eurydice, Eurydice, you know you'll be the death of me 
                           E 
I love you too much to not sing it aloud 
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A sonnet to the gods and kings, played upon the lyre's strings 
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Wet the eyes of the Furies, so mournful the sound 
 

 
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So I will follow you down 
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Bend the rules of the mortals just to hold you now 
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My darling, holding your tongue 
                                               D 
Nothing much to complain of 'cept you had been loved 
 

Outro 
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Oh Eurydice, Eurydice, you know you'll be the death of me 
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I love you too much to not turn back around