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I'm bound to walk that hill |
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On a deep and silent night of June, |
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And hear the song of the Dyad Moon |
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Along with my aching dreams |
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Comes a strange desire |
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And it seems my life is caught in a magic loom |
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Because I know for sure that in this night |
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For one reflection in the crystal lake |
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The night queen will awake, |
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And I made a plan with the silent wave |
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To cast entangled magic in a tune |
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And trap the song of the Dyad Moon |
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The Earth is dying so I will sing |
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A song that speaks of everything |
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To remind us of the things that matter most |
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Please uncover your disguise |
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And find the dream that lies |
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Within you, or the magic will be lost |
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Adorn me with flowers |
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White candles and sing me the tune |
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Let there be beauty and power |
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Entangled |
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In the night of the Dyad Moon |