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Fires at midnight (Live Acoustic Version) |
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I stood out here once before |
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With my head held in my hands, |
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For all that I had known of this place |
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I could never understand. |
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On the hills the fires burned at midnight, |
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Superstition plagued the air, |
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Sparks fly as the fires burn at midnight, |
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the stars are out and magic is here... |
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I wished on the seven sisters, |
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Bring to me wisdom of age, |
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All that's locked within the book of secrets, |
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I longed for the knowledge of the sage... |
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On the hills the fires burned at midnight, |
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Superstition plagued the air, |
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Sparks fly as the fires burn at midnight, |
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Stars are out and magic is here, |
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The stars are out and magic is here... |
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So, the sisters smiled to themselves, |
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And they whispered as they shone, |
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And it was from that very instant, |
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I knew I would never be alone. |
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While on the hills |
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The fires burned at midnight, |
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Superstition plagued the air, |
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Sparks fly as the fires burn at midnight, |
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Stars are out and magic is here, |
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the stars are out and magic is here... |
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Many stars were long forgotten, |
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Many faded and became ghosts, |
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Still my sisters glittered down from heaven, |
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Always there when I needed them most... |
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And on the hills |
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The fires burned at midnight, |
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Superstition plagued the air, |
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Sparks fly as the fires burn at midnight, |
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Stars are out and magic is here, |
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The stars are out and magic is here... |
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I stood out here once before |
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With my head held in my hands, |
|
For all that I had known of this place |
|
I could never understand. |
|
On the hills the fires burned at midnight, |
|
Superstition plagued the air, |
|
Sparks fly as the fires burn at midnight, |
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Stars are out and magic is here, |
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The stars are out and magic is here |
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The stars are out and magic is here |
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The stars are out and magic is here... |