I sacrifice my power on the altar of your love
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That it may be born again on another world
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In this library I could lose myself
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Transports, gateways on every shelf
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Dark words, bright words of ice and fire
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As if an angel did descend and use the writer as a pen
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For here are 'avalon of the heart'
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'flight into freedom'
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Macdonald's 'lilith' and 'fantastes'
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Lewis's 'perelandra'
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I sacrifice my power on the altar of your love
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That it may be born again on another world
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Come friend, let us climb the winding flights of stairs
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Through the narrow door into the chamber bare
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A single candle burns as we seat ourselves
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Words take form in our minds and repeat themselves:
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"my beloved and I are one
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My beloved and I are one
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My beloved and I are one
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My beloved and I are one"
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I sacrifice my power on the altar of your love
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That it may be born again on another world
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Out here on the tower the air is cold and clear
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The stars and moon are bright above us
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A night wind whispers in our ears
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And it loves us
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And though your body weary is
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In this grand canyon state of mind
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If high stream of dreams and truth be told
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And our intentions be entwined
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Then from these high flung tower walls
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Let healing grace and blessings fall
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Over all this cracked and broken land
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From northern crag to southern down
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From universal hall to camden town
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From city square to village green
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From parliament to housing scheme
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From iona to the hill of dreams
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I sacrifice my power on the altar of your love
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That it may be born again on another world
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Universal Hall
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| The Waterboys |
