For the moon and the sun
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and for the winds I've sung,
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hear how the lovely tones dance
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upon my tongue.
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I've gazed upon the Orion
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for oh so many nights,
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astounded by the beauty of the dark
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and sparkling sky.
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I'm a lonely minstrel,
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a traveller on a road to nowhere
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I sing a song to lighten the day
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so come along as I walk away.
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The lute's the only the friend
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I've got by my side,
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who's shared by moments
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as I laughed and cried.
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I comfort my heart
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with a jar of wine,
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in the memory of love that once was mine.
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Lament Of A Minstrel
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Falconer |