There are strange signs in the air tonight
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The walls creep close
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Surrounded by liquid shapes and shadows
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The minstrel is convincing tonight
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To me and to the forms that fly
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Invisible below the ceiling
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Covered in layer upon layer of memories
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I know I can't silence the screaming
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But not even that can trouble me right now
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I feel a sudden warmth, I'm outside time and tears
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A strange place where I can laugh at my fears
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Knowing that the spirits are
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Just outside the field of my view
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Protecting me
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Showing me a world that is not yet totally desolate
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There is more to my soul than to my eyes
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I am strong, like the eagle I'll rise
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I will seek high and low, quest for quest's sake
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I will shape my own path to travel for evermore
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Through within to beyond
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I feel a sudden warmth, I'm outside time and tears
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A strange place where I can laugh at my fears
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And if right now I would lay my life
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In a brother's hand
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Then perchance one day
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I could lay it in the hand of she
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Who dances on the hill
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Tomorrow may still come
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I will reach for the hot core that I've felt still
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living
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There is more on the inside
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Maybe even a little to share
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And maybe even for the Wanderer there'll be
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A homely fireside before the world is bare
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There is more to my soul than to my eyes
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I am strong, like the eagle I'll rise
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I will seek high and low, quest for quest's sake
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I will shape my own path to travel for evermore
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...To my soul than to my eyes
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I am strong, like the eagle I'll rise
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I will seek high and low, quest for quest's sake
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I will shape my own path to travel
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To trave.... to travel for evermore
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Through within to beyond
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Through Within To Beyond
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| Wuthering Heights |
