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I'll be your slave, maybe you'll be my priestess. I'd live in a cave and |
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we'd meet where all eyes are turned away. Where we can lay, where we can |
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play... and forget the storm. Will you weep when I slip away... at Golden |
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Dawn? |
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I drew a star, and you drew a circle. We hid in the car, we crossed our |
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fingers be hurtled down the street. The fog was creeping slow, the |
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deathbird peeping through the window. We drove on... on and on 'til |
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Golden Dawn. |
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I read the news and you heard the sirens. We packed, then we flew to an |
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island which no-one else could find. Where we could hide and watch the tide |
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slide in at twilight. We made love... on and on 'til Golden Dawn. |
