| As the sand shifts cool beneath your feet
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| By the light of a dead end moon
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| Your haunted fingers on my skin so sweet
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| Your hair the darkest loom
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| Like a cherub left to gather moss
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| Like a ship without it’s sail that’s tossed
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| Like a vassal to his kingdom lost
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| My soul so pale
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| Oh my lonely heart
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| Oh my soulless girl, will you ever let me go
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| I don’t wanna cry no more
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| And here I wander aimless
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| I just want to find the cure
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| To my growing weakness
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| And the one who wanders is not lost my friend
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| From on top a moorish wall I stand
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| I see the valley stretching
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| The mist of sea’s are pulling in From your cliff I’m stranded
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| Embedded in your body deep
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| Lie answers to the questions
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| Like a garden hidden from the keep
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| How long I’ve waited
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| Oh my lonely heart
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| Oh my soulless girl, will you ever let me go
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| I don’t wanna cry no more
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| And here I wander aimless
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| I just want to find the cure
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| To my growing weakness
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| Oh dark mistress, my only salvation
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| If only to hold you in blessed suspension
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| Eyes that hold midnight, smile that brings out light
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| Strange fascination, my only placation
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| I don’t wanna cry no more
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| And here I wander aimlessly
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| I just want to find the cure
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| To this infernal sadness |