| He was a figure of mid-light across the emberlighted hall
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| The only one to notice me alone against the wall
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| The other girls were like flowers, burning brightly at the ball
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| Though they tried to catch his eye, he wanted me above all
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| And when we danced he put his arms around me, cold and danced sweet
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| And as he left, I saw that he had cloven hooves instead of feet
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| In the morning he came calling, granny hid me 'neath the stairs
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| She tried to tell him I was gone, but somehow he knew I was there
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| Then he burst in, he swallowed granny up and chased me as I ran
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| He grabbed my hair, tore out a lock as he flew back among the damned
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| I need a horse with a hundred copper wings
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| And pass the vow from my mouth when I sing
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| I need a horse with a hundred copper wings
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| And pass the vow from my mouth when I sing
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| As I wept by the fireplace, smoke curl as the embers die
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| I thought I heard them whisper, begging me to step inside
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| I said a prayer granny taught me, knowing that I needn’t fear
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| Jumped on the coals, shut my eyes and waited for my flesh to sear
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| But it was cold and when I looked about, as dark as father’s well
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| My ears were filled with cries of anguish, I’d stumbled into Hell
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| I need a horse with my hundred golden wings
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| And pass a vow from my mouth when I sing
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| I need a horse with my hundred golden wings
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| And pass a vow from my mouth when I sing |