| Its like this
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| Its all in here
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| Just one kiss
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| Will make that clear
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| So let the flower open
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| Let the ship sail
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| Dont need no meaningless token
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| To hear the nightingale
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| For everything thats been
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| For all thats yet to come
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| Brow full of moonbeams
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| Singing loves old song
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| Beauty threads its needle
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| In every eye a light will shine
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| From the graveyard to the cradle
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| All the bells of wonder chime
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| No further complication
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| Here for the queen or for the pawn
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| Night of such revelation
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| The jew is trembling on the thorn
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| For everything thats been
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| For all thats yet to come
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| Brow full of moonbeams
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| Singing loves old song
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| Loves old song
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| Playing in our hearts
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| Binding it together
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| Pulling it apart
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| Loves old song
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| Playing pure and bold
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| Time has come to read
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| Whats written in your soul
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| Yeah yeah yeah
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| Out in the fields of bloody slumber
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| Shadows fleeing from the sun
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| Without aim and without number
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| These children of oblivion
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| For everything thats been
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| For everythings that come
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| A brow full of moonbeams
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| Singing loves old song
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| Loves old song
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| Playing in our hearts
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| Binding it together
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| Pulling it apart
|
| Loves old song
|
| Playing pure and bold
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| Time has come to read
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| Whats written there in your soul
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| Yah yah yeah
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| Whoa oh oh For everything thats been
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| For everythings that come
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| Brow full of moonbeams
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| Singing loves old song |