- INNE
WYBRANE TEKSTY -
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The Man With The Child In His Eyes (Single
Version)
(Written by Kate Bush)
He's here! He's here!
A-ha-ouu!
He's here! He's here!
He's here! He's here!
I hear him, before I go to sleep
And focus on the day that's been.
I realise he's there,
When I turn the light off and turn over.
Nobody knows about my man.
They think he's lost on some horizon.
And suddenly I find myself
Listening to a man I've never known before,
Telling me about the sea,
All his love, 'til eternity.
Ooh, he's here again,
The man with the child in his eyes.
Ooh, he's here again,
The man with the child in his eyes.
He's very understanding,
And he's so aware of all my situations.
And when I stay up late,
He's always waiting, but I feel him hesitate.
Oh, I'm so worried about my love.
They say, "No, no, it won't last forever."
And here I am again, my girl,
Wondering what on Earth I'm doing here.
Maybe he doesn't love me.
I just took a trip on my love for him.
Ooh, he's here again,
The man with the child in his eyes.
Ooh, he's here again,
The man with the child in his eyes.
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Dreamtime
(Instrumental)
(Written by Kate Bush)
"See the light ram through the gaps in the land."
"See the light ram through the gaps in the land."
DRE-A-M-T-I-ME
DRE-A-M-T-I-ME
"See the light ram through the gaps in the land."
"See the light ram through the gaps in the land."
"See the light bounce off the rocks to the sand."
(Dig, dig, dig away)
DRE-A-M-T-I-ME
DRE-A-M-T-I-ME
DRE-A-M-T-I-ME
"See the light ram through the gaps in the land."
"See the light ram through the gaps in the land."
"See the sun set in the hand of the man."
"See the light bounce off the rocks to the sand."
[You find them in the road]
"See the light ram through the gaps in the land."
[In the road]
"See the light."
"See the light bounce off the rocks to the sand."
"See the sun set in the hand of the man."
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Brazil
- (Written by Ary
Baroso)
Brazil
When hearts were entertained in June
We stood beneath an amber moon
And softly whispered 'some day soon'
We kissed and clung together
Then
Tomorrow was another day
The morning found me miles away
With still a million things to say
Now
When twilight beams the skies above
Recalling thrills of our love
There's one thing I'm certain of
Return I will
To old Brazil
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Running Up That Hill
(Instrumental)
(Written by Kate Bush)
(yeah yeah yo)
(yeah yeah yo)
(yeah yeah yo)
(yeah yeah yo)
(yeah yeah yo)
(yeah yeah yo)
(yeah yeah yo)
(yeah yeah yo)
Is there so much hate for the ones we love?
(yeah yeah yo)
(yeah yeah yo)
(hee ohh)
(yeah yeah yo)
(yeah yeah yo)
C'mon, baby, (yeah), C'mon darling, (yo)
Let me steal this moment from you now.
C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let's exchange the experience (oh-ooh)
If I only could, I'd be running up that hill.
If I only could, I'd be running up that hill.
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Cloudbusting (Video Mix)
- (Written by Kate Bush)
I still dream of Organon
I wake up crying
You're making rain
And you're just in reach
When you and sleep escape me
You're like my yo-yo
That glowed in the dark
What made it special
Made it dangerous
So I bury it, and forget
But everytime it rains
You're here in my head
Like the sun coming out
Ooh, I just know that something good is going to happen
I don't know when
But just saying it could even make it happen
On top of the world
Looking over the edge
You could see them coming
You looked too small
In their big, black car
To be a threat to the men in power
I hid my yo-yo in the garden
I can't hide you from the government
Oh God, daddy -- I won't forget
'Cause everytime it rains
You're here in my head
Like the sun coming out
Ooh, I just know that something good is gonna happen
I don't know when
But just saying it could even make it happen
It's you and me daddy
It's you and me daddy
It's you and me daddy
But everytime it rains
You're here in my head
Like the sun coming out
Like your son's coming out
Ooh, I just know that something good is gonna happen
I don't know when
But just saying it could even make it happen
Ooh, just saying it could even make it happen
We're Cloudbusting daddy
Your son's coming out
Your son's coming out
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Hounds Of Love
(Extended Version)
(Written by Kate Bush)
"It's in the trees!
It's coming!"
When I was a child:
Running in the night,
Afraid of what might be
Hiding in the dark,
Hiding in the street,
And of what was following me...
(do do do do do dooo)
Now hounds of love are hunting.
(oh oh oh oh oh oh-ooh)
I've always been a coward,
(oh oh oh oh oh oh-ooh)
And I don't know what's good for me.
Oh here I go!
It's coming for me through the trees.
Oh help me, someone!
Help me, please!
And take my shoes off,
And throw them in the lake,
And I'll be two steps on the water.
I found a fox
Caught by dogs.
He let me take him in my hands.
His little heart,
It beat so fast,
And I'm ashamed of running away
From nothing real
I just can't deal with this,
But I'm still afraid to be there,
(do do do do do dooo)
Among your hounds of love,
(oh oh oh oh oh oh-ooh)
And feel your arms surround me.
(oh oh oh oh oh oh-ooh)
I've always been a coward.
(oh oh oh oh oh oh-ooh)
Mmmm, and never know what's good for me.
Oh here I go!
It's coming for me through the trees.
Oh help me, someone!
Help me, please!
And take my shoes off,
And throw them in the lake,
And I'll be two steps on the water.
When I was a child:
Running in the night,
Afraid of what might be
Hiding in the dark,
Hiding in the street,
And of what was following me...
(do do do do do dooo)
Now hounds of love are hunting.
(oh oh oh oh oh oh-ooh)
I've always been a coward,
(oh oh oh oh oh oh-ooh)
And I don't know what's good for me.
Oh, here I go!
Don't let me go!
Hold me down!
It's coming for me through the trees.
I don't know what's good for me.
I don't know what's good for me.
I need love love love love love love, yeah!
Your yeah your your love!
(do do do dooo)
Take your shoes off
And throw them in the lake!
Do you know what I really need?
Do you know what I really need?
I need love love love love love love, yeah!
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The Sensual World
(Instrumental)
(Written by Kate Bush)
Mmh, yes
Mmh, yes
Mmh, yes
Mmh, yes
Mmh, yes
Mmh, yes
Mmh, yes (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Mmh, yes
Mmh, yes
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Rocket Man
(I think it's gonna be a long, long, time)
- (Written by Elton
John & Bernie Taupin)
She packed by bag last night, preflight
Zero hour, nine a.m.
And I'm gonna be high
As a kite by then
I miss the earth so much
I miss my wife
It's lonely out in space
On such a timeless flight
And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Ah, no no no...
I'm a rocket man
Rocket man
Burnin' out his fuse
Up here alone
Mars ain't the kind of place
To raise your kids
In fact, it's cold as hell
And there's no one there to raise them
If you did
And all this science
I don't understand
It's just my job
Five days a week
A Rocket Man
Rocket Man
And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Ah, no no no...
And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Ah, no no no...
I'm a rocket man
Rocket man
Burnin' out his fuse
Up here alone
And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
Long, long, time
Long, long, time
Ah, no, no, no...
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no...
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Candle in the wind
- (Written by Elton
John & Berine Taupin)
Goodbye Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all
You had the grace to uphold yourself
While those around you crawled
They crawled out of the woodwork
And they whispered into your brain
They set you on a treadmill
And they made you change your name
And it seems to me, you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in
And I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did
Lonliness was tough
The toughest role you ever played
Hollywood created a superstar
And pain was the price you paid
Even when you died
Oh, the press still hounded you
All the papers had to say
Was that Marilyn was found in the nude
And it seems to me, you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in
And I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did
Goodbye Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all
Goodbye Norma Jean
From the young man in the twenty-second row
Who sees you as something more than sexual
More than just Marilyn Monroe
And it seems to me, you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in
And I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did
Goodbye Norma Jean
Goodbye Norma Jean
Goodbye
Goodbye Norma Jean
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Candle in the wind
(Instrumental)
(Written by Elton John and Bernie Taupin)
Goodbye Norma Jean
Goodbye Norma Jean
Goodbye
Goodbye Norma Jean
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Why should I love you (Demo Version)
(Written by Kate
Bush)
This chapter says
"Put it out of your mind"
Mmh the pain will go
Just give it time
This chapter says
Are you trying?
This chapter says
I'll ne'er forget
You should not speak of it
You should not think it even
Because it is forbidden
Of all the people in the world
Why should I love you?
There's just something 'bout you
There's just something 'bout you
If I could sing like a blackbird
Just like my heart was filled with summer
Of all the people in the world
Why should I love you?
Have you ever seen a picture
Of Jesus laughing?
Do you think
He had a beautiful smile?
A smile that healed
A smile that could take you whole
Who else could help me now?
Who else would understand?
I have no choice in the matter
Of all the people in the world
Why should I love you?
There's just something 'bout you
There's just something 'bout you
If I could sing like a blackbird
Just like my heart was filled with summer
Of all the people in the world
Why should I love you?
The fine purple
The purest gold
The red of the Sacred Heart
The grey of a ghost
The "L" of the lips are open
To the "O" of the Host
The "V" of the velvet
The "E" of my eye
The eye that closes
The eye that sees
The I that loves you
The eye that weeps
The fine purple
The purest gold
The red of the Sacred Heart
The grey of a ghost
The "L" of the lips are open
To the "O" of the Host
The "V" of the velvet
The "E" of my eye
The eye that closes
The eye that sees
The I that loves you
The eye that weeps
Of all the people in the world
Why should I love you?
The fine purple
The purest gold
The red of the Sacred Heart
The grey of a ghost
The "L" of the lips are open
To the "O" of the Host
The "V" of the velvet
The "E" of my eye
The eye that closes
The eye that sees
The I that loves you
The eye that weeps
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Rubberband girl
(Extended Mix)
- (Written by Kate Bush)
A rubberband girl, me
A rubberband girl, me
A rubberband bouncing back to life
A rubberband bend the beat
If I could learn to give like a rubberband
I'd be back on my feet
A rubberband hold me trousers up
A rubberband ponytails
If I could learn to twang like a rubberband
I'd be a rubberband girl
See those trees
Bend in the wind
I feel they've got a lot more sense than me
You see I try to resist
A rubberband bouncing back to life
A rubberband bend the beat
If I could learn to give like a rubberband
I'd be back on my feet
A rubberband hold me trousers up
A rubberband ponytails
If I could learn to twang like a rubberband
I'd be a rubberband girl
A rubberband girl, me
A rubberband girl, me
Oh I wanna be a rubberband girl
(A rubberband girl, she)
A rubberband girl, me
A rubberband girl, me
A rubberband girl, me
A rubberband, rubberband, rubberband, rubberband,
Rubberband girl, me
When I slip out
Of my catapult
I gotta land with my feet firm on the ground
And let my body catch up
A rubberband bouncing back to life
A rubberband bend the beat
If I could learn to give like a rubberband
I'd be back on my feet
A rubberband hold me trousers up
A rubberband ponytails
If I could learn to twang like a rubberband
I'd be a rubberband girl
A rubberband girl, me
A rubberband girl, me
I wanna be a rubberband girl
(A rubberband girl, she)
A rubberband girl, me
A rubberband girl, me
Give like a rubberband
Twang like a rubberband
Snap like a rubberband
Rub-a-dub-a-dub-a-duuub
Rub-a-dub-a-duuuub
Rub-a-duuuub
(A rubberband girl, she)
(A rubberband girl, she)
A rubberband girl, me
One rubberband won't keep you up
Two rubberbands won't keep you up
Three rubberbands won't keep you up
Here I go... {rubberband vocals}
(A rubberband girl, she)
(A rubberband girl, she)
...Yeah!
(A rubberband girl, she)
One rubberband won't keep you up
Two rubberbands won't keep you up
Three rubberbands won't keep you up
A rubberband girl, me
A rubberband girl, me
A rubberband, rubberband, rubberband, rubberband,
Rubberband girl, me
A rubberband girl, me
A rubberband girl, me
A rubberband, rubberband, rubberband, rubberband,
Rubberband girl, me
(A rubberband girl, she)
(A rubberband girl, she)
(A rubberband girl, she)
(A rubberband girl, she)
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Eat The Music
(Extended Mix)
- (Written by Kate Bush)
Split me open...
Split me open
With devotion
You put your hands in
And rip my heart out
Eat the music
Does he conceal
What he really feels?
He's a woman at heart
And I love him for that
Let's split him open
Like a pomegranate
Insides out
All is revealed
Not only women bleed
Take the stone out
Of the mango
You put it in your mouth
And pull a plum out
Take a papaya
You like a guava?
Grab a banana
And a sultana
Rip them to pieces
With sticky fingers
Split the banana
Crush the saltana
Split 'em open...
Not only women bleed...
Split 'em open...
Split 'em open
With devotion
You put your hands in
And rip their hearts out
Like a pomegranate
Insides out
He's a woman at heart
And I love him for that
Take a papaya
You like a guava?
Grab a banana
And a sultana
Rip them to pieces
With sticky fingers
Split the banana
Crush the saltana
All emotion
And with devotion
You put your hands in
What ya thinking?
What am I singing?
A song of seeds
The food of love
Eat the music
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Home For Christmas
- (Written by Kate Bush)
You know that I'll be waiting
To hear your footsteps saying
That you'll be coming home for Christmas
Please say you won't forget me
That every moment's empty
But only 'til you're coming home for Christmas
If only I had wings
Then I would fly to you
Through all the snowy weather
We'd be together
No one makes me feel the way you do
You know that I'll be waiting
To hear your footsteps saying
That you'll be coming home
Home for Christmas
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Show a little devotion
- (Written by Kate Bush)
Everything that you wanted
Everything that you love, yeah
Will run away from you
Everything that you care for
Yeah, yeah
Show a little devotion
Get my ????? in motion
Oh, the minute I saw your face
Is there anything that I can do?
Anything at all?
You'd tell me about it wouldn't you?
Any way that I can help?
Just tell me about it, won't you?
So that I can do it
Anything at all
Just tell me what it is that you want
Then I can do it
Everything has an ending
And everything has a tale to wag, yeah
Answer me love
Everyone has a right to that, yeah
Ooh yeah, yeah
Show me a little devotion
Get my mind(?) in motion
I don't worry about it ?????
Mmm, oh the minute I saw your face
Hey, is there anything that I can do?
Anything at all?
You'd tell me about it wouldn't you?
Is there any way that I can help?
Just tell me what it is
Then I can do it
Anything at all
Just tell me what it is that you want
Then I can do it
Anything at all
Just put the words together for me
Then I can do it
Anything at all
Just tell me what it is that you want
Then I can do it
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You want alchemy
- (Written by Kate Bush)
What a lovely afternoon
On a cloudbustin' kind of day
We took our own "Mystery Tour"
And got completely lost, somewhere up in the hills
And we came upon a beekeeper
And he said "Did you know they can change it all?"
You want alchemy
They turn the roses into gold
They turn the lilac into honey
They're makin' love for the peaches
And we're thinking,
"Who is this guy?
Is he some kind of nut, or what?"
He said "I don't meet many people,
I'm very busy with the hives
Zzzzzz... Sun's goin' down
Ooh, when's my cloud of bees comin' home?"
They got alchemy
They turn the roses into gold
They turn the lilac into honey
They're makin' love for the peaches
And they'll do it
Do it for you
They'll do it
Do it for you
"And if you see them send 'em right on home to me"
(What they gonna do...?)
They got Aaaaaa...
Turn the roses into gold
And they'll do it for you
Do it for you
(What they gonna do...?)
I'll tell ya.....
Makin' love for the peaches
(What they gonna do...?)
Turn-that-lilac-into-honey
(They do it for you)
They do it for you
"And why not?
They bring me so much pleasure"
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Shoedance
(The Red Shoes Dance Mix)
- (Written by Kate Bush)
(She tricked you
It's really happenin' to ya)
(She tricked you
It's really happenin' to ya)
(She tricked you)
Oh she move like the Diva do
I said "I'd love to dance like you"
She said "Just take off my red shoes
Put them on and your dream'll come true
With no words, with no song
You can dance the dream, with your body on
And this curve, is your smile
And this cross, is your heart
And this line, is your path
Oh it's gonna be the way you always thought it would be
But it's gonna be no illusion
Oh it's gonna be the way you always dreamt about it
But it's gonna be really happenin' to ya
Really happenin' to ya
Really happenin' to ya"
(She tricked you
It's really happenin' to ya)
(She tricked you
It's really happenin' to ya)
(She tricked you
It's really happenin' to ya)
(She tricked you)
Oh the minute I put them on
I knew I had done something wrong
All her gifts for the dance had gone
It's the red shoes, they can't stop dancin'
And this curve, is your smile
And this cross, is your heart
And this line, is your path
"Oh it's gonna be the way you always thought it would be
But it's gonna be no illusion
Oh it's gonna be the way you always dreamt about it
But it's gonna be really happenin' to ya"
Really happenin' to ya
Really happenin' to ya
She gotta dance, she gotta dance
And she can't stop 'til them shoes come off
These shoes do, a kind of voodoo
They're gonna make her dance, 'til her legs fall off
(She tricked you
It's really happenin' to ya) (6x)
Really happenin' to ya
(2:07 of dialogue from The Line, The Cross & The Curve)
Really happenin' to ya
She gotta dance, she gotta dance
And she can't stop 'til them shoes come off
These shoes do, a kind of voodoo
They're gonna make her dance 'til her legs fall off
Call a doctor, call a priest
They're gonna whip her up like a helicopter
(She tricked you)
(She tricked you
It's really happenin' to ya) (11x)
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The Man I Love
- (Written by George
and Ira Gershwin)
Someday he'll come along
The man I love
And he'll be big and strong
The man I Love
And when he comes my way
I'll do my best to make him stay
He'll look at me and smile
I'll understand
And in a little while
He'll take my hand
And though it seems absurd
I know we both won't say a word
Maybe I shall meet him Sunday
Maybe Monday
Maybe not
Still I'm sure to meet him one day
Maybe Tuesday
Will be my good news day
He'll build a little home
Just meant for two
From which I'd never roam
Who would, would you?
And so all else above
I'm waiting for the man I love
Maybe I shall meet him Sunday
Maybe Monday
Maybe not
Still I'm sure to meet him one day
Maybe Tuesday
Will be my good news day
He'll build a little home
Just meant for two
From which I'd never roam
Who would, would you?
And so all else above
I'm waiting for the man I love
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Mná na hÉireann
- (Written by Seán Ó Riada
and Peadar Ó Doirnín)
Tá bean in Éirinn a phronnfadh séad damh is mo sháith le n-ól
Is tá bean in Éirinn is ba binne léithe mo rafla ceoil
No seinm théid; atá bean in Éirinn is níorbh fhearr léi beo
Mise ag léimnigh no leagtha i gcré is mo tharr faoi fhód.
Tá bean in Éirinn a bheadh ag éad liom mur bhfaighinn ach póg
O bhean ar aonach, nach ait an scéala, is mo dhaimh féin leo;
Tá bean ab fhearr liom no cath is céad dhíobh nach bhfagham go deo
Is tá cailín spéiriúil ag fear gan Bhearla, dubhghránna cróin
Tá bean a dearfadh da siúlainn léithe go bhfaighinn an t-ór
Is tá bean 'na léine is fearr a méin no na tainte bó
Le bean a bhuairfeadh Baile an Mhaoir agus clar Thir Eoghann,
Is ní fhaicim leigheas ar mo ghalar féin ach scaird a dh'ól
Women Of Ireland
(Mná na hÉireann)
There's a woman in Ireland who'd give me shelter and my fill of ale
There's a woman in Ireland who'd prefer my singing to strings being layed
There's a woman in Ireland who'd prefer me leaping than laid in the clay
and my belly under the sod
There's a woman in Ireland who'd envy me if I got naught but a kiss
from a woman at a fair , isn't it strange, and the love I have for them
There's a woman I'd prefer more to a battalion,
and a hundred of them I will never get
And an ugly, swarthy man with no English has a beautiful girl
There's a woman who would say that if I walked with her I'd get the gold
A woman in night dress whose mein is better than herds of cows
With a woman who would deafen Ballymoyer and the plain of Tyrone
And I see no cure for my disease but to give up the drink
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- Sexual Healing
(Written by Marvin Gaye, Odell Brown and David
Ritz)
Ooh Baby, I'm hot just like an oven
I need your lovin', and
Baby, I can't hold it much longer
It's getting stronger and stronger
And when I get that feeling
I want sexual healing
Sexual healing
Makes me feel so fine
Helps to relieve my mind
Sexual healing baby
Sexual healing is something that's good for me
Whenever blue teardrops are falling
And my emotional stability is leaving me
There is something I can do
I can get on the telephone and call you up baby
And honey I know you'll be there to relieve me
The love you give to me will free me
If you don't know the thing you're dealing
Oh I can tell you darling, that it's sexual healing
Sexual healing
Let's make love tonight
'Cause you do it right
Baby, I got sick this morning
The seas are stormin' inside of me, and
Baby, I think I'm capsizin'
The waves are risin' and risin'
And when I get that feeling
I want sexual healing
Sexual healing
Makes me feel so fine
Helps to relieve your mind
Sexual healing, baby
Sexual healing is something that's good for me
And it's good for me
And it's so good to me my baby
Ooohh, come take control
Just grab a hold of my body and mind
Soon we'll be makin' it
We'll be doin' fine
You're my medicine
Open up and let me in
Oh darling, you're so great
I can't wait for you to operate
Mmmm, when I get that feeling
I want sexual healing
When I get that feeling
I want sexual healing
When I get that feeling
I want sexual healing
When I get that feeling
Heal me baby
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Lyra
(Written by Kate Bush)
Where are our lives
If there is no dream
Where is our home?
We don't know how
There will be a way
Out of the storm
We will find home
And her soul walks beside her
An army stands behind her
Lyra… Lyra…
And her face full of grace
Two worlds collide around her
The truth lies deep inside her
Lyra… Lyra...
And the stars look down upon her
As darkness settles on her
Lyra… Lyra…
Who's to know what's in the future
But we hope we will be with her
We have all our love to give her
Oh Lyra… Lyra…
And her soul walks beside her
An army stands behind her
Lyra… Lyra…
And her face full of grace
Two worlds collide around her
The truth lies deep inside her
Lyra… Lyra...
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