| By snowy fields and lanes, she keeps the waiting
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| In candlelight the sacred alter shines
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| He suckled the young lambs upon his knee
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| Givin' the weary sleep in peace
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| But he read the stars inside her dream
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| But he was blind
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| He read the stars inside her dream
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| But he was blind
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| Of winter’s love for spring, she kept the vision
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| Sweet chariots aflame against the sky
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| He played on the harp, sweet melody
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| Children and emperors came to see
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| And he drove the dragons into the night
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| But he was blind
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| He drove the dragons into the night
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| But he was blind
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| So lock all the gates and bolt the chamber door
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| Because nobody leaves or enters anymore
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| And lock all the gates and bolt the chamber
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| Lock all the gates and bolt the chamber
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| Lock all the gates and bolt the chamber
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| Lock all the gates and bolt the chamber
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| Would you lock all the gates and bolt up the chamber
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| Lock all the gates and bolt up the chamber
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| Lock all the gates and boltin' up the chamber
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| Lock all the gates and boltin' up the chamber
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| Lock all the gates and bolt up the chamber
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| Come, come, come, come
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| Come, come, come, come
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| Somebody come and lock all the gates and bolt the chamber
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| Lock all the gates and bolt the chamber
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| Nobody leaves or enters anymore
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| No, no, no, no, no By snowy fields and lanes she keeps the waiting
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| In candlelight the sacred alter shines
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| He suckled the young lambs upon his knee
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| He bid the weary sleep in peace
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| He read the stars inside her dream
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| But he was blind
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| He read the stars inside her dream
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| But he was blind
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| He read the stars inside her dream, dream
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| But the man was blind, he was blind |