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Bye-bye shadowlands |
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The term is over |
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And all the holidays have begun |
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Now she walks in fresh fields |
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Her tracks are on the land |
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She is everywhere and no place |
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When it's dark and evening falls |
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She moves among men |
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They would seek to have her as a prize |
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But she is in the shadows |
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The ocean and the sand |
| [01:23.788] |
She is everywhere and no place |
| [01:28.046] |
Her church not made with hands |
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Not contained by man |
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She is dancing high as clouds |
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Faster than the arrow |
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As straight as any crows that flies |
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Accross great seas she travels |
| [02:09.162] |
Up through rising lands |
| [02:12.375] |
She is everywhere and no place |
| [02:16.398] |
Her church not made with hands |
| [02:23.477] |
Not contained by man |
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Isn't that a pretty sun |
| [03:30.978] |
Setting in a pretty sky? |
| [03:38.580] |
Will we stay and watch it darken? |
| [03:45.267] |
Will we stay and watch it darken? |
| [04:01.985] |
The church not made by hands |
| [04:10.449] |
Not contained by man |
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That precious place |
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Unmade by man |
