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Before the clocks started counting
we built shrines to the sun
conducted rites by the moonlight
now remembered by none
aswe move through the future
we are warmed by the past
like a fire on a cold, dark night
but dawn's here at last
let go of all that binds you
your kind will always find you
we must give up the old ways
though they've served us well
the rituals havelost meaning
what were temples are shells
but there is a new path
that always has been
as we set foot upon it
let us fear not the end
let go of all that binds you
your kind will always find you
an endless series of meaningless tasks
each one distracting us all from the last
look all around at the things you've been given
what do you see?
beauty and splendor, destruction and ruin
all in your memory
let go of all that binds you
your kind will always find you

Wait til the dawning of old Sirus
See the world as it was new
There is a mist upon the meadow
And the stirring souls are few

She hears the starlings cry at daybreak
And the tolling of the bells
She shivers in the chill of the morning air
Drawing water from her well

With tears like diamonds upon her haggard face

Hear the owls cry at midnight
And the towers tolling bells
There is a fog upon the forest
Where she's been she'll never tell

With tears like diamonds upon her haggard face
With tears like diamonds upon her haggard face
With tears like diamonds upon her haggard face
With tears like diamonds upon her haggard face
With tears like diamonds
With tears like diamonds upon her haggard face
With tears like diamonds

High in the mountains and deep in the pines
lies the source of a vortex where certain forces align
with nothing to do but commune with the trees
in the valley of mist and shadow restless souls can be released
why do people wonder if there is evil in the world?
if it's lurking in the darkness until its plans can unfurl
when it's standing before you in the clear light of day
in a finely tailored suit with a smile on its face
sun and moon
light and shadow
sacred ground
to be hallowed
in the hills
and the hollows
where it wills
we will follow
sun and moon, light and shadow
sacred ground to be hallowed
in the hillsand the hollows
where it wills, we will follow.

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Beware those tricky witches, they are not what they seem
One might try to put a hex on you
Sisterly mysteries, or just tattoos and jewelry
How they do it is nothing new
Flying by, a stitch in time, waiting for the night to come
Living their whole lives just making love and having fun

A wise man and a fool
Who should serve and who should rule
Everything happens as it should
So take a look around and ask yourself
Do I see nothing good

All you worldly wizards in your ragged finery
Never having nothing to say
What will you do, what will become of you
When your magic fades away
Getting by by staying high, waiting for the light to come
To save us from damnation, god sent his only son.

A wise man and a fool
Who should serve and who should rule
Everything happens as it should
So take a look around and ask yourself
Do I see nothing good

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Searching
As you look up into the sky
Heavens above
Reflect the starlight in your eyes

Moving
Like a shadow
Disembodied and alone
Somewhere
In the darkness
Beyond the dusk, before the dawn

Dreaming
Beneath the velvet cloak of night
The dark appear
And feel your spirit taking flight

Lurking
By the roadside
Hungry eyes, hearts of stone
Don't stray
From the pathway
Till you see the lights of home

Moving
Like a shadow
Disembodied and alone
Somewhere
In the darkness
Beyond the dusk, before the dawn.

He is a deadly and desperate man
on the run with gun in hand
fleeing from the hangman's noose
an outlaw with nothing to lose
a pack of wolves surrounds its prey
the mighty beast is brought to bay
the smell of blood is in the air
and soon the buzzards will claim their share
they gather round the gallows
they circle overhead
stalking the wounded beast
until it's dead
clouds pass before the moon
eyes surround him in the gloom
a single bullet left in his gun
the buzzards wait till the morning comes.

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In the morning we wake to the sun
when it sets we know our day is done
tonight as we sleep we will dream
till the next day has come
while the ghost eye watches
sees into your soul
ghost eye watches
sees into your soul
ghost eye watches
sees right through your soul
in the winter we endure the snows
in the summer the waters will flow
and the seeds that are planted in spring
by the autumn will grow

Gather your nectar, oh bees of the spring
Gather your nectar, oh bees of the spring
Give me your honey, spare me your stings

Glisten with dew drops, oh rose of the morn
Glisten with dew drops, oh rose of the morn
Show me your beauty, spare me your thorns

Gather your nectar, oh bees of the spring
Give us your honey, spare us your sting
Glisten with dew drops, oh rose of the morn
Show us your beauty, spare us your thorn

Gather your nectar, oh bees of the spring
Give me your honey, but spare me your stings
Glisten with dew drops, oh rose of the morn
Open your pedals, and put away your thorns.