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Come away, with me, oh human child |
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To the waters and the wild, |
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With a fairy hand in hand . . ." |
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You can not stay here one more day, |
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The world is full of sorrow and decay, |
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Through the forest, to the sacred lake |
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Musing "in my hands to find you to find you, |
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Reason after reason to find you." |
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Where the waters slumbering and still, |
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A whirlpool will take us to the mill, |
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An hourglass of time will be killed. |
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We'll dance in rings around a cherry tree, |
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And only eat the reddest berries, |
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In the timeless spring eternally. |
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Musing "my hands to find you" |
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Musing "my hands to find you, to find you, |
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Reason after reason to find you. |
