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I am blowing for a trumpet

Hallelujah

You stood too close to the sunset

And it finally outgrew you

So now I paint you on my doorpost

Like I knew you

I make all of the right noises

But they never make it to you

I’m as heavy as a feather

Hallelujah

You’re a confused little soldier

And the bullets go right through you

So now I march you to a tin pan

Through the alley

So the death angel understands

That I’m gonna take you with me

And we will become a happy ending

And we will become a happy ending

I am sinking for the sunset

Hallelujah

You’ve been deafened by these trumpets

But my love I’ll listen for ya

So I can paint you on my doorpost

Like I knew you

I make all of the right noises

But my love they go right through you

And we will become a happy ending

And we will become a happy ending

And we will become a happy ending

And we will become a happy ending

And we will become a happy ending

We will rejoice

Hallelujah

We will rejoice

Hallelujah

We will rejoice

Hallelujah

We will rejoice

Hallelujah

Hallelujah