The Shadows of the Night / It Won't Be Long

The Shadows of the Night / It Won't Be Long Lyrics

The Shadows of the Night / It Won't Be Long Song Lyrics

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Lorry
I come to dig a man out.
I come to dig a man out.
Seventeen years; buried alive.
Buried alive. And i must dig him out.
I hope he cares
To be recalled to life

Manette
I cannot say, for sure.

Lorry
The shadows of the night
Are quickly closing in.
I can hear a muffled cry come from within.
And will he know i've come?
Will he want to be saved?
When i come dig someone out of the grave? Buried how long?

Manette
Almost eighteen years.

Lorry
You had abandoned any hope?

Manette
Long ago.

Lorry
You know that you're recalled to life?

Manette
They tell me so.

Lorry
I pray to god you care to live...

Manette
I just don't know...

Lorry
The night shadows.
The night shadows
Call to me.
Set him free
From the grave;
To the light.
Can i save him from
The night?
The night shadows
Call to me
I hope you care
To be recalled to life...

Manette
I cannot say.
I hope it's true. Will i one day
Thank god for you?




Ensemble
when people are thirsty, and ready and willing.
Then it won't be long 'til something else but wine is spilling
the butcher is idle, when people are starving
but it won't be long 'til theres anoter kind of carving.
Look into the future, and what do you see there?
And if we do nothing can you gaurantee we'll be there?
Stop calling to heaven, stop praying for answers.
Just know the divinest intervention is the hand of man.
And where does is finish?
Just where is the ending? How far is too far?
When are we past the point of bending?
We eat from the streets now,
we fight for a handout
which one is more pitiful the trick is how to stand out.
We're not above begging. We're not above stealing.
And pride is a luxury, we're past the point of feeling.
The wealthy get richer, and we keep on waiting.
We learn to keep patient, we've learned to keep hating.
Look into the future, and what do you see there.
And if we do nothing can you gaurantee-- we'll be there
for the things to come. The future dawn, the distant drum.
The cup from which we all can drink-
it's later than the scholars think.
And it won't be long-
it won't be long.
It won't be long.