| Out of the corner of my eye I see the moon
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| And nine goddesses dancing
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| In the silver light on pillars in a fiery garden
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| One gently said that I must follow her
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| And so I left the strange and lonely life I knew
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| Beckoning and in a truth
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| And the sound of sunlight through a stormy sleep
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| Has led me to my Muse
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| High in that light ceremonial bloom
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| The world and its wonders revealed
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| Down from the mountain the Mystic appeared
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| His words absolute and so pure
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| My situation and my dreaming are all one
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| Hear the fanfare of the dawn
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| A lesson that was waiting to be learned
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| From the Mystic and the Muse
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| From the Mystic and the Muse
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| When stillness weaves my sleep
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| I lay quietly
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| Floating gently in a velvet sea
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| Feel the greatest presence I have yet to see
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| Feel the greatest presence I have yet to see
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| High in that light ceremonial bloom
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| The world and its wonders revealed
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| Down from the mountain the Mystic appeared
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| His words absolute and so pure
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| My comprehension and my dreams were all in flame
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| Was this all a timeless game?
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| Sun and Moon, colliding, crying loud and clear
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| Master Mystic, Goddess Muse
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| Master Mystic, Goddess Muse |