| Come dancing on my stage
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| My bullets have a silver lining
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| Wind me up and set me free
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| My uniform’s bright…
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| Trumpets blaring, princes sharing
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| Swords are flashing, kingdoms falling
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| When you’re dancing in the ballroom moonlight
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| Feet quicksilver lace My Lady
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| When you lose yourself inside the city jungle
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| Then you’re pretty sure of finding a hiding place
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| Come stepping through my head
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| My cloak will give us both protection
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| Set me up upon your wall
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| I’ll dance all night long
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| Cannons roaring, banners soaring
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| Lances flashing, blood is pouring?
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| When you tremble at the dragons roaring
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| At the forest’s door I’ll hold you close My Lady
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| When your house shakes at the jetplanes' howling
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| Causing mousequakes in your cornflakes, then I’ll be by your side
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| When you’re knocking on the doors of death and
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| Rocking wolves in cradles scared of losing your Secret Rose
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| Accept my handkerchief
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| Tears shining 'cause the show is over
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| Take my arm and walk with me
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| Together we’re free
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| Brakes are screeching, statues preaching
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| Hoardings flashing, empires crashing
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| And the time is getting much too late
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| For more than dreaming new schemes for making the darkness bright…
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| When you’re moving in the ballroom moonlight
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| Feet quicksilver lace My Lady…
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| When you tremble at the dragons roaring
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| At the forest’s door I’ll hold you close My Lady…
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| And the time is getting much too late
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| For more than dreaming new schemes for making the darkness bright…
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| And the dreams are getting much too bad
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| For more than trying to find a mountain to put them right… |