The hour of souls is the night by your side
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the whisper of angels, your breath
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I sleep behind the moon
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with your slender hand in mine
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The ceiling is gone
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above me spins the spiral shaft
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spinning round and round
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above me spins the spiral shaft
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The first day of spring is the light in your eyes
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the core of the fire, your voice
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I walk on the surface of the sun
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with your slender hand in mine
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The ceiling is gone
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above me spins the spiral shaft
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spinning round and round
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above me spins the spiral shaft
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Spiral
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| Pale Forest |
