Man has the fields of heaven
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But soulless a faery dies
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As a leaf that is old and withered
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And cold when the winter winds arise.
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Soon shall our wings be stilled
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And our laughter over and done
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So let us dance on the waves
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Let us dance in the sun.
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Soon shall our wings be stilled
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And our laughter over and done
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So let us dance on the waves
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Let us dance in the sun.
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The Faery's Last Song
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| The Waterboys |
