Manderley was a dream of
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Full moon and empty sky
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Lost lands and sunken cities
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Wave of silk from a perfect smile
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Though the gates are held fast
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Once again you're inside
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There the key to the past
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Is buried by her side
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Rebecca
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Shattered Cupid stowed away
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You behaved like a parlour maid
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Tongue tied newly wed bride
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Back in all your yesterdays
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Dressed to kill at the ball
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Eager to show what you wear
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Never to excel
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In a house that she still shares
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Rebecca
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Day by day she's your reality
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Day by day a stronger personality
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If by fire she could reclaim
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The very walls that scream her name
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Ashes aglow on the breeze above
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Her house of plenty but not of love
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Drowning just as in life
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The manicured lawns are gone
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Fleeting as her kiss
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Lonely as her song
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Rebecca
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Rebecca
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| Steve Hackett |
