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Thirteen
Words & Music by Vicki Silbert
Arrangement by Dogma Probe
Black Lizards | Spirits Use My Telephone | Thirteen
Americans In Other Lands
| Diamond Heart | The Spell


Lyrics

 

Thirteen is the number of the reaper
and every living sleeper knows
someday they'll get the call.
Thirteen is an end and a beginning.
No one’s losing, no one’s winning,
it's the destiny of all.

Thirteen is the candle’s final flicker.
It's a comfort and a joy to think
someday we'll be no more.
Thirteen is a shifting and a changing,
it's a constant rearranging.
It's the closing of a door.

Just the same at midnight
when the jagged shadows fall,
you find the fear has gripped you
in the darkness of the hall.

Thirteen is the fire and water mingling.
It's an apprehensive tingling.
It's the whiteness of a bone.
Thirteen is an echo in the alley.
It's the wailing of a banshee.
It's waking up alone.

Thirteen’s a reminder
that all who live must die.
To say that that's an evil thing
is just a bunch of lies.

Thirteen is the number of the reaper
and every living sleeper knows
someday they'll get the call.
Thirteen is an end and a beginning.
No one’s losing, no one’s winning,
it's the destiny of all.

But walking in the darkness,
hear the sirens passing by.
You get to howling at the moon
and feel you never want to die.


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