| One thousand witches pick 'n' mix
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| One thousand witches spinning tops
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| One thousand witches bright as night
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| One thousand witches gobbling Light
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| The fire is burning inside you
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| It cannot leave and burns and smiles
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| In that year when fisher sings
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| In that year when chariots pass
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| In that Moon where sailors drown
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| The night was flower long
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| And on the grass the KINGDOM sleeps
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| Aleph, Bet, and Gimel
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| You’re on your way with skip and slip
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| And the storm is before you
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| And the breath is behind you
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| And BLESSED is the LORD
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| And harsh is His Word
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| And under dusk the children soar
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| Whilst the birds are sadly singing
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| The children soar as soft as smoke
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| The bells ring in the mist
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| And in your hearth the nihil hides
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| And in your heart the door is locked
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| The Light Is Leaving Us All
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| Dalet donkey’s on the track
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| And the racks of meat are piled
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| And the stink is singing
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| The summer Sun as bright as buttons
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| The ocular Moon as sweet as sleet
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| And your future cartoon
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| Is as soft as the Tarot
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| The solar legions at your back
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| Stella-call me with your dead hand!
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| Helen-stand!-don't collapse!
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| Margery-your brother’s hands are dark!
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| The farm is boarded against the storm
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| But in the spaces InBetween
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| Wood and brick and wood
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| The squeak awaits-the 'bus is masked
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| I have heard she slept with him
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| I have heard she knew him night
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| A canopy of Moons collapses
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| The Light Is Leaving Us All
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| And the birds are sweetly singing
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| A thousand horsies sing and march
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| The Light Is Leaving Us All
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| Whilst the birds are sweetly singing |