| Through bleary eyes I see the touch light
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| Beyond the panes I sense a danger
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| There"s silhouettes of a hundred people
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| My Sister Moon would reveal no stranger
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| Collect my mantel, collect my senses
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| I must away, slip into the dark night
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| Would they go I should sleep till sunrise
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| And with the day there would be some respite
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| Fly, sister, fly
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| Into the dark night that loves you
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| Into the darkness
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| Let not their eyes catch your shining
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| Out the door and into the night air
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| Oh, sweet Moon, don"t betray your sister now
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| Across the fields not a glance behind me
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| The din so loud they must be upon me
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| Away, away and away and away now
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| Fast as the wind, just as fast as the Hare now
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| Where I a cat I would not act fearfully
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| Those stumbling men would be no match for me
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| Must catch my breath, must not let them hear me
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| Though my heart is so loud it would deafen me
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| Now a shout they must know where I lie
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| So to my feet and again I must fly
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| Rush through the trees, the thorn, the bramble
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| While high above an owl flies carefree
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| Why be I here, I should be beside him
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| Ere will I go, they"d expect it of me |