| You cried last night in your sleep
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| Close my arms round you when you weep
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| Archangel on wings of the night
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| Keeps you safe til the kiss of the light
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| The hour is dark before the dawn
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| And so the lull before the storm
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| A world full of people alone
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| But I found a love of my own
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| My candle burns at both ends
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| It will not last the night
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| But ah my foes and oh my friends
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| It gives a lovely light
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| Soft voices whispering to me From the sad heaving breast of the sea
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| As I stand in a pale light again
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| A moth clinging desperately to his flame
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| The hour is dark before the dawn
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| And so the lull before the storm
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| A world full of people alone
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| I cling to a flame of my own
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| My candle burns at both ends
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| It will not last the night
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| But ah my foes and oh my friends
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| It gives a lovely light |