There was a time when I was young
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A boy with bold ambitions
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There was a time when I could tell the crooked from the wicked one
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There was a song that someone sung
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A hint of recognition
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There was a time I knew you well enough to know you won't be gone
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Chorus Come with me tonight
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Tell me how it feels to be alive
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There was a time I had respect
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A name, a reputation
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There was a time when I could watch myself without being disgraced
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Chorus Come with me tonight
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Let us find a place where we can hide
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Chorus Come into the light
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Let me show you how we stay alive
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Instrumental
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Spoken
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The word incubus means to lie on,
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and it was believed that any having feeling in bed,
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such as a weight pressing down on your chest,
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especially accompanied by nightmares,
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was a sure sign that an incubus had attempted to have a nocturnal intercourse with you.
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Given the religious fervor of the middle ages,
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there's not all together surprising that the idea of a demon lover,
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was believed to account of this phenomenon
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Pt I. Incubus
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Kamelot |