Seven Lyrics

Sixty-seven sevens in a seven hour open 7/11

Seventeen and twenty-seven

Seven pictures of pigeons

Hung up in the kitchen

Seventeen open doors

Seventeen devout Christians

Seven sinners in silence

Too much reliance on science

Seven instances of hard times

I lie I lie I lie

Seven spider silk

Seven pints of milk

Seven bars

Seven fights

That I can't take back

Two households both alike in dignity

In fair Verona where we lay our scene

From ancient grudge break to new mutiny

Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean

(We rise)

From forth the fatal loins of these two foes

(We fall)

A pair of star-crossed lovers take their life

(It ties)

Whose misadventured piteous overthrows

(It all)

Do with their death bury their parents strife

And here I set up my everlasting rest

And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars

From this world wearied flesh

Eyes look your last

(We rise)

Arms take your last embrace

(We fall)

And lips, oh you the doors of breath

(It ties)

I seal with a righteous kiss

(It all)

A dateless bargain to engrossing death