A marvel light, a daze of gold
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Tears of a grass widow
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When I was young, I thought I’d be
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more than just a fantasy
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I wanna be this, I wanna be that
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A big black dog with the soul of a cat
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The blue-eyed doe, inside on me
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He won’t leave, he’s buried deep
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I used to have eyes, the colour of sky
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Now I can see, in the middle of the night
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I used to have eyes, the colour of sky
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Now I can see, in the middle of the night
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If I told you, would you believe
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My soul is wicked, I’m a thief
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They'd all burned me, 1690
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It was a deadly night shade, which finished me
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Now I’m haunting and I’m looming round
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The old church yard and the damn dog pound
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I'm giving some hell and I’m feeling free
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Never was more than a fantasy
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But I fly at night and by your candlelight
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My shadow has you window
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I used to have eyes, the colour of sky
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Now I can see, in the middle of the night
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I used to have eyes, the colour of sky
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Now I can see, in the middle of the night (x2)
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We Are On Fire
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| Cocorosie |
