| Oh you came out from the woods where I was waiting
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| Said you were making time
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| And when I looked around you were gone back there
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| Oh boy from the North, beware
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| Cause your night will fall again
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| And there’s light streaks making their way through the trees
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| But you can’t see them clear
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| You’ll survive anything but this has no end
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| Oh boy from the North, your hollow soul
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| It will never feel purposeful
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| And I know you came with a travelling show
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| And you started out too young
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| You could follow me back where we used to meet
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| Now hear me call from the heart
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| Oh where the dragon sleeps
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| And I know you came with a travelling show
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| And you started out too young
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| You could follow me back where we used to meet
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| Now hear me call from the heart
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| Oh where the dragon sleeps
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| And you told me your thoughts of your errors and misbehavior
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| Say it hurts but feels good now under your skin
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| And how you fight so to win, and I say
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| Oh why don’t you try God again
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| And I know you came with a travelling show
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| And you started out too young
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| You could follow me back where we used to meet
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| Now hear me call from the heart
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| Oh where the dragon sleeps
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| And when it’s gone
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| And when you’re gone
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| And now it’s gone
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| And now you’re gone
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| And now you’re gone |