The birds they sang At the break of day Start again I heard them say Don't dwell on what Has passed away Or what is yet to be The wars they will Be fought again The holy dove She'll be caught again Bought and sold And bought again The dove is never free Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack in everything That's how the light gets in We asked for signs The signs were sent The birth betrayed The marriage spent The widowhood Of every government Signs for all to see I can't run no more With the lawless crowd While the killers in high places Say their prayers out loud But they've summoned up A thundercloud And they're going to hear from me Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack in everything That's how the light gets in You can add up the parts But you won't have the sum You can strike up the march There is no drum Every heart To love will come But like a refugee Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack in everything That's how the light gets in --

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