Easter Weekend

by Anna Byrne

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They never gave you a death date.
Easter weekend - greet me like a child.

They never gave you a calling card.
Kitchen debates. We're both far too tired now.

They promised you, promised me.
They promised you, promised me.

But who are 'they'? Sitting on clouds, deciding your fate.
And what do they say? "Peel me a grape while I man the gates."
Well, let me in! I'll take his place.
Let me in - I'll take his place.

They never gave you the option, the second choice,
the "get out of jail free".

They never gave you a warning, a moment alone,
before you started burning.

They promised you, promised me.
They promised you, promised me.

But who are 'they'? Sitting on clouds, deciding your fate.
And what do they say? "Peel me a grape while I man the gates."
Well, let me in! I'll take his place.
Let me in - I'll take his place.

They never gave you a death date.
Easter Weekend - greet me like a child.

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released March 29, 2012

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