Tears on the stones

There are tears on the stones,

Tears on the flags,

From Liverpool to Manchester,

There are tears in the wind.

 

Sometimes words fall to dust,

Words like petals

In the rain,

There are words made of dust.

 

There are heads missing

Tonight, heads absent

From pillows,

Their sleep never will end.

 

There are tears on the stones,

Tears on the flags,

From Liverpool to Manchester,

There are tears in the wind.

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