worlds they rise and fall within her eyes
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she gives the eagle wings
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to fly her skies
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upon her breath the four worlds live and die
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and sometimes
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its all I can do is bow to her
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chorus:
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but when the moon is misty through the trees
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right now she says I want to be
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your girl, your little girl
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stars they rise and fade, around her dance
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for her the steep is climbed
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the gulf is spanned
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she lives, she lives, the bards sing, around her stand
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and sometimes
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its all I can do is bow to her
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chorus
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Worlds They Rise And Fall
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The Incredible String Band |