There's an old tale wrought with the mystery of Tom
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The poet and his muse
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And the magic lake which gave a life
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To the words the poet used
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Now the muse she was his happiness
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And he rhymed about her grace
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And told her stories of treasures deep
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Beneath the blackened waves
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'Till in the stillness of one dawn
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Still in its mystic crown
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The muse she went down to the lake
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And in the waves she drowned
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And now to see your love set free
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You will need the witch's cabin key
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Find the lady of the light gone mad with the night
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That's how you reshape destiny
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The poet came down to the lake
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To call out to his dear
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'When there was no answer
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'He was overcome with fear
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He searched in vain for his treasure lost
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And too soon the night would fall
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And only his own echo
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Would wail back at his call
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And when he swore to bring back his love
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By the stories he'd create
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Nightmares shifted in their sleep
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In the darkness of the lake
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And now to see your love set free
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You will need the witch's cabin key
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Find the lady of the light still ravin' in the night
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That's how you reshape destiny
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In the dead of night she came to him
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With darkness in her eyes
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Wearing a mourning gown
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Sweet words as her disguise
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He took her in without a word
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For he saw his grave mistake
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And vowed them both to silence
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Deep beneath the lake
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Now if its real or just a dream
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One mystery remains
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For it is said on moonless nights
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They may still haunt this place
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And now to see your love set free
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You will need the witch's cabin key
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Find the lady of the light gone mad with the night
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That's how you reshape destiny
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And now to see your love set free
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You will need the witch's cabin key
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Find the lady of the light still ravin' in the night
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That's how you reshape destiny
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The Poet And The Muse
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Poets Of The Fall |