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I have brought you to the seat of sweet music's throne . . .
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to this kingdom where all must pay homage to music . . .
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music . . .
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You have come here, for one purpose,
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and one alone . . .
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Since the moment I first heard you sing,
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I have needed you with me,
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to serve me, to sing,
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for my music . . . my music . . .
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(changing mood)
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Night-time sharpens,
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heightens each sensation . . .
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Darkness stirs and
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wakes imagination . . .
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Silently the senses
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abandon their defences . . .
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Slowly, gently
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night unfurls its splendour . . .
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Grasp it, sense it -
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tremulous and tender . . .
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Turn your face away
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from the garish light of day,
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turn your thoughts away
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from cold, unfeeling light -
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and listen to
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the music of the night . . .
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Close your eyes
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and surrender to your
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darkest dreams!
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Purge your thoughts
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of the life
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you knew before!
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Close your eyes,
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let your spirit
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start to soar!
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And you'll live
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as you've never
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lived before . . .
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Softly, deftly,
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music shall surround you . . .
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Feel it, hear it,
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closing in around you . . .
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Open up your mind,
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let your fantasies unwind,
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in this darkness which
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you know you cannot fight -
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the darkness of
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the music of the night . . .
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Let your mind
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start a journey through a
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strange new world!
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Leave all thoughts
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of the world
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you knew before!
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Let your soul
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Take you where you
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long to be !
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Only then
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can you belong
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to me . . .
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Floating, falling,
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sweet intoxication!
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Touch me, trust me
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savour each sensation!
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Let the dream begin,
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let your darker side give in
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to the power of the music that I write -
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the power of the music of the night . . .
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Don`t Cry For Me Argentina
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| Sarah Brightman |
