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The Bells
 
(This version is very close to Anthem.
It was sung many years before Anthem, 
in the musical "Night Magic")
 
The birds they sang at break of day
Start again, I heard them say
Nor dwell on what has passed away
    Or what is yet to be
 
The wars they will be fought again
The holy dove be caught again
Bought and sold and  bought again
    Until we set them free
 
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
    The light behind to see
 
Add up the parts, not yours the sum
Strike up the march, there is no drum
Every heart to love must come
    Like a refugee

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