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1. Past the ivy-covered windows of
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The Angel
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Down Athenaeum Lane to the cathedral
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Through the churchyard I wandered
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Sat for a spell there and I pondered
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My back to the gates
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My back to the gates
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My back to the gates of the garden
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Fugitive fathers, sickly infants, decent mothers
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Runaways and suicidal lovers
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Assorted boxes of ordinary bones
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Of aborted plans and sudden shattered hopes
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In unlucky rows
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ln unhappy rows
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In unlucky rows, up to the gates of the garden
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R: Won't you meet me at the gates
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Won't you meet me at the gates
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Won't you meet me at the gates
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To the garden
2. Beneath the creeping shadow of the tower
The bell from St. Edmunds informs me of the hour
I turn to find you waiting there for me
In sunlight and I see the way that you breathe
Allve and leaning
Allve and leaning
Allve and leaning on the gates of the garden
Leave these ancient places to the angels
Let the saints attend to their keeping of the cathedrals
And leave the dead beneath the ground so cold
For God is in this hand that I hold
As we open up the gates of the garden
R: Won't you meet me at the gates...
