For my delight
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Swift as the wind flies
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His chariot and wings
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Shine in the light of a thousand suns
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For he comes from the land of no night
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He comes from the land of no night
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There is no land
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The night is all around my child
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You must stop imagining all this
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You must stop imagining all this
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For your own good
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Why don't you go with the rest and play downstairs
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Closing my eyes
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I see him so clear
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The blood on his sword
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Flashes so bright as it
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Falls to the skulls by his feet
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But his eyes they know all things
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His eyes they know all
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There is no blood
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No-one knows all my child
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You must stop imagining all this
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You must stop imagining all this
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For your own good
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Why don't you go with the rest and play downstairs
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Swift as the wind
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Stay if you will now
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Seeing you again will be in your castle so fair
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But I make take some time on the way
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And I may spend some time downstairs
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Swift As The Wind
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The Incredible String Band |