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By the light of the waning moon |
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Under a blueblack sky |
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They talked the slow way home |
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Of years passed closely by |
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They caught only a casual look |
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From strangers with things to do |
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Only a loveless heart |
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Could feel anything less than sure |
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That they're still in the mood |
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Still in the mood |
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After the time has passed |
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They were still in the mood |
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You'd take the chimes of midnight |
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To be the drum of your heart's desire |
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And you'd change all you're golden rings |
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For one time on the wheel of fire |
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So take off your shabby coat |
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Let all the leaves fall down |
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Leave this stuff till morning |
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And then come gently round |
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To be still in the mood |
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Still in the mood |
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When the sun has come up |
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We'll be still in the mood |
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We're still in the mood |
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Still in the mood |
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After the time has passed |
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We are still in the mood |
