| I am one of these dumb
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| Dumb wise men
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| So I’ve much ado to know
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| Know myself
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| Well I don’t know how to get clear
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| With all the depths I owe
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| Through the hour-glass they flow
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| I don’t know the free and offered light
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| The lightning of my being
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| Is as bright, as bright yeah
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| If I break the day, what would I gain?
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| To hold a candle lightning shame?
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| I desire no delight, no more delight
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| All knowledge is now burning in my eyes
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| (Spirits)
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| You promise me blush life
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| (Spirits)
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| I stand for sacrifice
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| (Spirits)
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| I wish you all the joy that you can wish
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| (Spirits)
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| Spirits dull at night
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| (Spirits)
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| I think you are denied
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| (Spirits)
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| The light we see is burning in my eyes
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| Well I don’t show teeth in way
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| Way of smile
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| I only see the hour-glass how it runs
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| Well I don’t know how to get clear
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| With all the depths I owe
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| Through the hour-glass they flow
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| I don’t know the free and offered light
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| The lightening of my being
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| Is as bright, as bright yeah
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| If I break the day, what would I gain?
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| To hold a candle lightning shame?
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| I desire no delight, no more delight
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| All knowledge is now burning in my eyes
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| (Spirits)
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| You promise me blush life
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| (Spirits)
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| I stand for sacrifice
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| (Spirits)
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| I wish you all the joy that you can wish
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| (Spirits)
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| Spirits dull at night
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| (Spirits)
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| I think you are denied
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| (Spirits)
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| The light we see is burning in my eyes
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| By yonder-moon
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| I swear you do me wrong
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| With my own hands
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| I strike your honor down
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| You promise me blush life
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| I stand for sacrifice
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| I wish you all the joy that you can wish
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| Spirits dull at night
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| I think you are denied
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| The light we see is burning in my eyes
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| In my eyes |