Don't Fear the Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult. I always felt it was a song about suicide and a woman taking her own life/
Love of two is one
Here, but now they're gone
Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear she couldn't go on
And the door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew and then disappeared
The curtains flew and then he appeared
Come on, baby
(And she had no fear) And she ran to him
(Then they started to fly) They looked backward and said goodbye
(She had become like they are) She had taken his hand
(She had become like they are) Come on, baby
(Don't fear the Reaper)
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