Nov
30th
Mon
30th
Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear she couldn’t go on
Then the door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew then disappeared
The curtains flew then he appeared
Saying don’t be afraid
Come on baby
And she had no fear
And she ran to him
Then they started to fly
They looked backward and said goodby (she had become like they are)
She had taken his hand (she had become like they are)
Come on baby
Don’t fear the reaper
And it was clear she couldn’t go on
Then the door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew then disappeared
The curtains flew then he appeared
Saying don’t be afraid
Come on baby
And she had no fear
And she ran to him
Then they started to fly
They looked backward and said goodby (she had become like they are)
She had taken his hand (she had become like they are)
Come on baby
Don’t fear the reaper
— Don’t Fear the Reaper, Blue Oyster Cult
