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Bring the moon over the meadows,

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Bring the moon over the meadows,

As you settle down the sun,

And we'll go dancing with the dark,

Racing the rivers where they run,

For the heart always needs places,

No-one else knows that you are,

So you may sew yourself anew,

Beneath a blanket made of stars,

Then in the morning like all rivers,

We'll find our footprints by the sea,

And at last you'll be you,

And I will finally feel like me.

And I will finally feel like me

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