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Calliope |
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I can hear your voice |
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As clear as a bell |
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As a bell ringing through the night |
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Through the night |
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O Calliope |
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Your tablets of wax |
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And your golden crown |
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So wise, so wise |
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O Calliope |
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I need your impartial eye |
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To guide me |
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My love is gone to another |
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O Calliope |
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Your archaic smile |
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What lurks behind |
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And makes your lips look alive |
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Look alive |
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O Calliope |
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I fear I'm growing cold |
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As the marble stone |
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That you lie in |
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That you lie in |
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O Calliope |
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I need your impartial eye |
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To guide me when my love is gone |
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He is gone, gone for good |
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Tell him to return |
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Tell him to return |
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Tell him to return... |
