Holy, holy, holy
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There is no other story
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Holy, holy, holy
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It is blindly seeking my story
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Holy, holy, holy
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Would you like to know me?
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And don't fall unless to free
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And lonely seeking as they need
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Further choice and secrets our heart stores
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We are the only way in my real world
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A children for the blessed, for an old count
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A tri-star upon your mind in my delight
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All they say is, can we contain this?
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A human, you're his precious
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And I, oh sure, know this
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When everyone should know this
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Holy, holy, holy
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There is no other story
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It is blindly seeking my story
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We will be who we want to be
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Further choice and secrets our heart store
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We are the only way in my real world
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A children for the blessed, for an old count
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A tri-star upon your mind in my delight
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Ah, you will be mine
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Ah, you will be mine
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Ah, you will be mine
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Ah, you will be mine
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Holy, holy, holy
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There is no other story
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Holy, holy, holy
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Holy Holy
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| Wye Oak |
