Tytuł: April tenth

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   It was April the tenth
  I remember it well
  It was so cold that year
  It was colder than hell
  
  Things haven't been good
  For you, for a while
  Because I'd been on tour
  I hadn't heard
  
  And you've dropped in
  With the letter you wrote
  And I read it aloud
  To prove that I could
  
  And we were both laughing
  Cause we know how you are
  We never thought
  Your quitting was good
  
  We thought that we knew you
  And I guess that we don't
  Are you heavenly or
  just like the past?
  
  We called you "the black penny"
  Remember that?
  
  The sea is wide
  The streets are long
  And there's blood on all our hands
  With the catalyst gone
  
  And only what's left to us
  Is history built on dust
  I was sweating on poet's words
  Great nations and governments
  
  Sweet lies and victories
  Eager and keen to please
  those good keys are everywhere
  with their thousand-yard stare
  
  We all end up the same
  Like little lambs to meet their end