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the piercing radiant moon
the storming of poor june
all the life running
through her hair
approaching guiding light
our shallow years in fright
dreams are made winding
through my head
through my head
before you know
awake

our lives are open wide
the v-chip gives them sight
of all the life running
through her hair
the spiders all in tune
the evening of the moon
dreams are made winding
through my head
through my head
before you know
awake

before you know
i will be waiting awake

dreams are made winding
through her hair
dreams are made winding
through her hair

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