The most painful distance in the world,
is not between the living and the dead,
but it is when you can’t see that I love you,
even though i stand right in front of you.
The most painful distance in the world,
is not when you can’t see that I love you
it is when two hearts love but can not be as one.
The most painful distance in the world,
is not when two hearts love, but can not be as one
but when the indifference must be feined, to a distance,
which in truth, binds the two souls together.
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Remember, remember the Fifth of November,
The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I know of no reason
Why Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, t’was his intent
To blow up King and Parliament.
Three-score barrels of powder below
To prove old England’s overthrow;
By God’s providence he was catch’d
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, let the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!
A penny loaf to feed the Pope
A farthing o’ cheese to choke him.
A pint of beer to rinse it down.
A faggot of sticks to burn him.
Burn him in a tub of tar.
Burn him like a blazing star.
Burn his body from his head.
Then we’ll say ol’ Pope is dead.
Hip hip hoorah!
Hip hip hoorah hoorah!
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