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House in the country by a witch's stream |
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Where the clouds meet the mountains in an endless dream |
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Come little rider let your dress fall back |
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Into the hours of abandon where the sky turns black |
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Up in the morning with the sound of wolves |
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Got me running on the bottom of your empty pools |
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With my mind on your waist under your lilac gown |
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While light comes streaming from your open mouth |
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Hand in the beauty, got a foot in the grave |
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Got a feeling for the future that can only be brave |
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Wedding bells ringing and a fearless fall |
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From the depths of the devil to an angel's call |