"A boat at midnight sent alone To drift upon the moonless sea, A lute, whose leading chord is gone, A wounded bird, that ..."
"Now there's no point in placing the blame And you should know I'd suffer the same If I lose you my heart will be broken ..."
"So they grew, and they grew, to the church steeple tops And they couldn't grow up any higher; So they twin'd themselves ..."
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