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Don't Fear The Reaper
by
Blue Oyster Cult
from the album
Agents Of Fortune
copyrights(c) 1976 CBS inc - ASCAP
 
All our times have come
Here but now they're gone
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain..we can be like they are
Come on baby...don't fear the reaper
Baby take my hand...don't fear the reaper
We'll be able to fly...don't fear the reaper
Baby I'm your man...
 
Valentine is done
Here but now they're gone
Romeo and Juliet
Are together in eternity...Romeo and Juliet
40,000 men and women everyday...Like Romeo and Juliet
40,000 men and women everyday...Redefine happiness
Another 40,000 coming everyday...We can be like they are
Come on baby...don't fear the reaper
Baby take my hand...don't fear the reaper
We'll be able to fly...don't fear the reaper
Baby I'm your man...
 
Love of two is one
Here but now they're gone
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.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Copyright (c) 1972 by Ray Bradbury
  
An evil smile came and hung in the doorway before them.
 
Behind the smile, the tall man hid in shadow. They could see his eyes now, small pinpoints of green fire in little charred pits of sockets, looking out at them.
 
"Well," said Tom. "Er--trick or treat?"
 
"Trick?" said the smile in the dark. "Treat?"
 
"Yes, sir."
 
The wind played a flute in a chimney somewhere; an old song about time and dark and far places. The tall man shut up his smile like a bright pocketknife.
 
"No treats," he said. "Only--trick!"
 
The door slammed ! 
 
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"One man's theology is another man's belly laugh."
 
from:  " The Notebooks of Lazarus Long"   by Robert Heinlein