| If I share this with you never speak a word
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| They would never understand if they ever heard
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| Gemini, Capricorn, rising in the east
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| Dancing through the witchwood we began to sing…
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| In between dark and light in the underworld
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| Wrapped around your finger like a string of pearls
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| Smiling face, empty hand, 7 golden rings
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| Dancing through the starlight we began to sing…
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| Ahh, still I hear the whisper…"Cartouche"…
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| Caramel colored leaves spiral in the air
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| Diving right into the ground 'round the winding stair
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| Stories carved out of wood, jester and the king
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| Dancing through the moonlight, we began to sing
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| Ahh, still I hear the whisper…"Cartouche"…
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| Memories, black and white, hide behind the glass
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| In the mirrors and the smoke, it’s all fading fast
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| Written word, turn the card winter into spring
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| Dancing through the witchwood we began to sing… |