| Oh, archer with your bowstring tight
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| Won’t you let fly with your shaft of light
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| Are you hunting your quarry now?
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| Are you leaving me, babe, leaving anyhow?
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| But I will remember you when the rain pours down
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| And I see you standing there in your bright blue gown
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| Fyodor’s there, still he doesn’t care
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| You’re gone
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| Tell me you don’t want to travel
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| To go back amidst the noise and babble
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| But you hear me when I tell you that
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| You know it won’t be so long, babe
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| You know you’re coming back
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| And I’ll wait right here till the sky is clear
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| And I’ll keep looking into that endless sphere
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| And then you’re gonna know
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| There really wasn’t nothing to fear
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| So don’t cry, baby, in the dark of night
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| When you know I ain’t there to hold you tight
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| And I can’t answer any of your questing glances
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| Like when we woke up in the morning
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| And we saw the dawn was storming
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| And the clouds were there love
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| Outside the window so fair
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| And the sun came rising, it was surprising
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| Cast out all your dark surmising
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| And then the car came, you spoke my name
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| And left me
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| But I’m not alone on this earth so fair
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| There’s something else beside me here
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| Something keeps me ever looking forward
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| And it’s brighter than the sunlight
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| And it’s purer than the moonlight
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| And it’s drawing me toward it
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| Like a moth out of the night
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| And I know I’ll arrive where there ain’t no time
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| Non-dimensional plane of joy sublime
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| Keep on being free, Lord, it’s gotta be
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| Infinity, hey |