Four Weddings & a Funeral movie - After the Funeral (W.H. Auden Poem) lyrics

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Song by John Hannah<br /><br>

Stop all the clocks, cut of the telephone<br>

Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone<br>

Silence the pianos and with a muffled drum<br>

Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come<br>

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Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead<br>

Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead<br>

Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public doves<br>

Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves<br>

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He was my North, my South, my East and West<br>

My workingweek and my Sundayrest<br>

My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song<br>

I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong<br>

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The stars are not wanted now, put out every one;<br>

Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;<br>

Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood<br>

For nothing now can ever come to any good<br>

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