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Came the night a mist dissolved the trees |
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And in the broken light colours fly, fading by. |
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Pale and cold as figures fill the glade |
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Grey is the web they spin, on and on, and on and on. |
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Through the flame still summer lingers on |
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Though her pictures soon shatter. |
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All, always the same. |
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But there appears in the shades of dawning, |
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Though your eyes are dim, |
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All of the pieces in the sky. |
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There was once a harvest in this land. |
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Reap from the turquoise sky, harlequin, harlequin, |
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Dancing round, three children fill the glade, |
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Theirs was the laughter in the winding stream, and in between. |
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Close your door, the picture fades again |
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From the flames in the firelight. |
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All, always the same, |
| [02:09.76] |
But there appears in the shades of dawning, |
| [02:13.99] |
Though your eyes are dim, |
| [02:16.59] |
All of the pieces in the sky. |
| [02:21.35] |
All, all is not lost, |
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And light appears in the shades of dawning |
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When your eyes can see |
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Order the pieces, put them back, put them back. |
