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We turned the dial, we heard the news and laughed, we don't know why We drank the wine and spoke of times we knew of days gone by We flicked through photographs we had, somehow they made us sad Remembering the times we used to have, it made us cry Oh I remember death in the afternoon A silence fell about the room with harsh and heavy calm The lovers and the friends all felt the same, it kept us warm We raised our glass and drank to times we had, but'd see no more The pictures of the past would haunt us still, and there remains Oh I remember death in the afternoon From Letras Mania