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On a lonely walk this morning |
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A light mist in the air |
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Dark clouds laughing at me in silence |
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Casting shadows through my hair |
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In the distance |
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I saw a woman |
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Dressed in black with eyes of grey |
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She wore her pain like a shackled spirit |
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Eternal life was her debt to pay |
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The lady wore black |
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It's the sign of the prisoners lives |
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The lady wore black |
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See the years through the tears in her eyes |
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The lady wore black |
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Her mystic power calls to me |
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The lady wore black |
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Her love can set me free |
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The wind song whispered a warning |
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Telling me to beware |
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Of the quiet shadowed woman |
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And of the sadness |
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I would share |
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We sat together for sometime together in silence |
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Never speaking in words |
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Of all her thoughts she spoke with her eyes |
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And I listened remembering all |
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I heard The lady wore black |
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It's the sign of the prisoners lives |
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The lady wore black |
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See the years through the tears in her eyes |
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The lady wore black |
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Her mystic power calls to me |
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The lady wore black |
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Her love can set me free |
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The words she spoke were of forgotten lives |
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And of all knowledge gained |
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Mem'ries I had and didn't know why |
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With a smile she explained |
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I should have listened to the wind's cold warning |
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And walked the other way |
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I touched her soul and now |
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I bear her sentence |
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But for her love |
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I'll gladly pay |
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The lady wore black |
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It's the sign of the prisoners lives |
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The lady wore black |
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See the years through the tears in her eyes |
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The lady wore black |
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Her mystic power calls to me |
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The lady wore black |
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Her love can set me free |
