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when we two parted
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sunk chill on my brow
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when we two parted
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a knell in mine ear
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when we two parted
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a shudder comes over me
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when we two parted
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long long shall i rue thee
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when we two parted
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thy spirit decieve
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loves philosophy
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the fountains mingle with the rivers and the rivers with the ocean
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loves philosophy
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the winds of heaven mix forever with sweet emotion
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loves philosophy
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see the mountains kiss high heaven
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loves philosophy
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all things by a law divine
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loves philosophy
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no sister flower would be forgiven if it distained its brother
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porphyria lover
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the sullen wind was too awake
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porphyria lover
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blaze up and all the cottage warm
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porphyria lover
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her smooth white shoulders bare
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porphyria lover
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spread over all her yellow hair
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porphyria lover
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murmuring how she loved me
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porphyria lover
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be sure i looked up at her eyes
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porphyria lover
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she was mine mine fair
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porphyria lover
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in one long yellow string i wound
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porphyria lover
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i am quite sure she felt no pain
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porphyria lover
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the smiling rosy little head
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porphyria lover
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yet god has not said a word
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eden rock
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still two years old
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eden rock
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sprigged dress drawn at the waist
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eden rock
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old hp sauce bottle
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eden rock
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the sky whitens as if lit by three suns
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eden rock
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over the drifted stream
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eden rock
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i had not thought that itd be like this
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before you were mine
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im 10 years away for the corner you laugh on with your palls
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before you were mine
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im not here yet
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before you were mine
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decades ahead of my loud possessive yell
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before you were mine
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relics and now your ghost clatters
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before you were mine
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till i see you clear as scent
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before you were mine
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cha cha cha!
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before you were mine
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where you sparkle waltz and laugh
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mother any distance
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you help me measure windows pelmets doors acres of walls prairies of floors
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mother any distance
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recording lengths reporting metres centimetres back to base
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mother any distance
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unreeling years between us
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mother any distance
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anchor kite
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mother any distance
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the last 100th of an inch
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mother any distance
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a hatch that opens to an endless sky to fall or fly
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winter swans
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the clouds have given their all
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winter swans
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the waterlogged earth gulping for breath
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winter swans
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we skirted the lake silent and apart
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winter swans
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as if rolling weights down their body
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winter swans
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like boats righting rough weather
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winter swans
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we moved on through the afternoon light
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winter swans
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swum the distance between us
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winter swans
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like a pair of wings settling after flight
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letters from yorkshire
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digging his garden planting potatoes
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letters from yorkshire
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you out there in the cold seeing the seasons turning
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letters from yorkshire
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pouring air and light into an envelope
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letters from yorkshire
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so that at night watching the same news in different houses
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letters from yorkshire
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our souls tap out messages across icy miles
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neutral tones
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the sun was white as though chidden of god
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neutral tones
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leaves lay on the starving sod
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neutral tones
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the smile on your mouth was the deadest thing
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neutral tones
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alive enough to have the strength to die
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neutral tones
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a grin of bitterness
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neutral tones
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like an ominous bird a wing
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neutral tones
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god curst son
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