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Dare ya draw me closer still |
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And let me be the wild witness to the kill |
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See how the stars abide |
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Showing no resistance |
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Late into the night |
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Bluer than the winter wind that howls |
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On a sleepless lake |
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Me, I'm under no duress |
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Offering my throat before a hungry lioness |
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Hear how the jungle whines |
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And beats a violent drum along |
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With these blues of mine |
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Bluer than the winter wind that howls |
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On a sleepless lake |
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Where the light and shadows bend |
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I walk your silent haunts |
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Along the Michigan |
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Grief, banished by the glow |
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Electric dying autumn |
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Has a color all of its own |
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Bluer than the winter wind that howls |
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On a sleepless lake |
