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High on a hill, deep in a forest |
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At the end of a winding road |
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Inside a house of New Zealand timber |
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Lives a young queen all on her own |
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She took me in and did her healing |
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And said 'You can stay if you know when to go |
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But don't take too much when you start your stealing |
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Just a little's enough-you're the one who should know' |
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You will fall, you will fall |
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Nothing but a dream, nothing as it seems |
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You will fall, you will fall |
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Nothing as it seems, nothing but a dream |
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She sat me down at her dark piano |
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And said 'Can you play me that old Spanish song? |
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I know a verse and all of the But there's just one chord I keep getting wrong' |
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She threw down three coins and said 'There's a purpose |
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In all that we do, every fall of a leaf |
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Now drink from this cup, I made you a potion |
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And lay yourself down and get you some sleep' |
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You will fall, you will fall |
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Nothing but a dream, nothing as it seems |
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You will fall, you will fall |
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Nothing as it seems, nothing but a dream |
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I woke to the sound of somebody humming |
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She held in her hands a parlour guitar |
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She said 'If you like this song that I'm strumming |
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Take it with you, it's only a prayer' |
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You will fall, you will fall |
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Nothing but a dream, nothing as it seems |
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You will fall, you will fall |
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Nothing as it seems, nothing but a dream |
