winding fury in half-light morning
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desert winds of jezebel, home again
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she will drape the jewels from your praying hands
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entice you to the flawlessness of her homeland
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where the sun-bronzed women come
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come to set the earth afire
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with the power of their own hands
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they will run but they shall never tire
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desert winds of jezebel
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bring me home again
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you lift me higher than the night
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and being me home again
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a mother love so strong
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it tears the tired souls from their graves
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it lifts them higher than the night
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and brings them down again
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you give me hope
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you give me life
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give me your hope
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where the sun-bronzed women come
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come to set the earth afire
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with the power of their own hands
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they will run but they shall never tire
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so let the flowers dance and the wild skies rain
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let the great seas give homage
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jezebel - i have returned
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a mother love so strong - it tears the tired souls from their graves
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it lifts them higher than the night
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and brings them home again.
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desert winds of jezebel
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| Autumn |
