There's a yellow tree that no one sees
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where the water meets the land
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The grass grows tall and the shadows fall
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the blades cast a ghostly dance
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The banks are stained with blood and rain
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where the water meets the land
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A secret there they'll never share, a code of silence
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And you will never see what's been hiding
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where the water meets the land
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until a careful wind begins to lift
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each grain of dust and sand.
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Chandelier Lake is a mysterious place
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and the ghost of a woman who sleeps beneath the waves.
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Chandelier Lake is a mysterious place
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and she's the only one who knows its name.
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A little fox gone wandering
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where the water meets the land
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Tired, lost, and hungry,
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she sees diamonds against the plants
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so she sat down by what she's found
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where the water meets the land
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and there exposed was clothes and bones
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and a ring on a lifeless hand
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Then the trees and the wind they hold their breath
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all feigning ignorance
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And no one will ever remember it
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because they are made to forget
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Chandelier Lake is a mysterious place
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and the ghost of a woman who sleeps beneath its waves
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Chandelier Lake is a mysterious place
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and she's the only one who knows her grave
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Chandelier Lake
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| Tilly And The Wall |
