| High in the halls of the kings who are gone
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| Jenny would dance with her ghosts
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| The ones she had lost and the ones she had found
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| And the ones who had loved her the most
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| The ones who'd been gone for so very long
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| She couldn't remember their names
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| They spun her around on the damp old stones
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| Spun away all her sorrow and pain
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| And she never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave
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| Never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave
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| They danced through the day
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| And into the night through the snow that swept through the hall
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| From winter to summer then winter again
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| Til the walls did crumble and fall
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| And she never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave
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| Never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave
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| And she never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave
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| Never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave
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| High in the halls of the kings who are gone
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| Jenny would dance with her ghosts
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| The ones she had lost and the ones she had found
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| And the ones
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| Who had loved her the most |