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And the horse riding up through the red skies |
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The moon is down |
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With a gold colored bird through the cloud flies |
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The moon is down |
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Look east to the sun, oh where do they run |
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Look east to the sun, oh where do they run |
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They live in my dreams |
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In my dreams |
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In my dreams |
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And the moon and the earth they were mating |
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The moon is down |
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And the angels of Hell they were waiting |
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The moon is down |
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Oh bride of the winds, reward for their sins |
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Oh bride of the winds, reward for their sins |
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They live in my dreams |
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In my dreams |
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In my dreams |
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There's a chaos of visions and voices |
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The moon is down |
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Sad is the laugh of a clown |
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Now the old moon is down |
