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"Come to me, I'll read your mind" she said |
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"Warm to me, I'll free your mind" she said |
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Then she tipped back her raven's head |
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And started to sing... |
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Welcome, my young, be undone |
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Open, my blossoms, be kissed by the sun now |
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She brought me a wishing well |
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And summoned the waves to carry her spell |
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A mother's magic filled her eyes |
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When she whispered, "you're alive" |
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She spun my hair with golden thread |
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And poured honey in my voice and said |
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"It's time for eyes to open now |
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It's time to raise the dead." |
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Suddenly I could feel a fire rising in me |
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Her arms curled all around me like ancient ivy |
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I looked up at diamond-cut skies |
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And started to sing... |
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Come now, I'm young and undone |
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Bow down, bow down |
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For I have been kissed by the sun now |
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She brought me a wishing well |
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And summoned the waves to carry her spell |
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A mother's magic filled her eyes |
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When she whispered, "you're alive" |
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She spun my hair with golden thread |
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And poured honey in my voice and said |
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"It's time for eyes to open now |
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It's time to raise the dead." |
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This is the gift I give |
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Take it now while beauty lives |
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When pollen carries on the breeze |
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You'll bring the strongest to his knees |
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Bow down, bow down |
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This is the gift I give |
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Take what you please |
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And bring the strongest to his knees |