| Starwatcher, starwatcher in the night
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| Starwatcher, starwatcher bend the light
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| There’s a rider on the road
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| There’s calamity a-waiting to unfold
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| There is poison in the well
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| There’s the augur of a distant ringing bell
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| It says: hold, hold, hold your ground
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| Skywatcher, skywatcher rules the day
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| Skywatcher, skywatcher cruel and fey
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| There are figures on the shore
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| At the laundromat, they’re whispering of war
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| There’s a lady on the stair
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| All a-shambling with thistles in her hair
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| Singing: hold, hold, hold your ground
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| Hold, hold, hold your ground
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| Starwatcher, starwatcher in the night |