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I cannot go anymore to the marshes |
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Where the gatekeeper smiles at the poisons he's made. |
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For my heart belongs to the one on the mountain |
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Where doves build their nests in the sun-ripened glade. |
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For i am the mercury, the light of the morning, |
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Looking for shelter in this thunder and this rain. |
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And you, like some windmill, weave light where it's storming, |
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And love, like a potion for the hunger and the pain. |
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Let it rain... |
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I have been bought, I have been sold in the city. |
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I've dined with the demons, and I drank of their fear. |
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But you, you have known, and waited in silence. |
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Come, cradle my heart in a homecoming tear. |
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And we are the mercury, the light of the morning |
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Looking for shelter in this thunder and this rain |
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And he, like some windmill, weaves light where's it's storming. |
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His love like a potion for the hunger and the pain. |
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Let it rain |
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Let it rain let it rain on the mountain |
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Let it rain oh, let it rain, let it rain on the mountain |
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Heeeeeyaaaaaah |
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Let it rain, come let it rain, let it rain on the mountain |
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Let it rain woah, let it rain, let it rain on the mountain |
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Heeeeeyaaaaaah |
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Let it rain come let it rain oh, let it rain on the mountain, |
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Let it rain oh, let it rain, let it rain on the mountain.... |
