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Well listen, someday |
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You'll hear a rush of wings |
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So distant, a sound of secret things |
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There, look there, up in that rusty sky |
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Yonder, sweeps the dragonfly |
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So awesome, he blocks the setting sun |
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He'll come to collect the souls of everyone |
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Come dragon, come |
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In from the sun |
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He floats with an eerie grace |
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A giant blue green sentinal |
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From some distant time and space |
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And because he'll come, he'll have no regrets |
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Surely he'll come to lay this birth to rest |
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I know one day you'll see him |
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But please don't ask me why |
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He will be a secret dragonfly |
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Fly dragon fly, here from the sky |
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So if you hear that sound I'm talkin' about |
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When you know he's near |
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When your times run out |
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Well don't you fear |
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There's nothing that you can say |
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Cause he'll appear and take you to that special place |
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He'll take you there |
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He'll take you there |
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He'll take you there |
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He'll take you there |
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He'll take you there |
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He'll take you ........ |
