Oh baby mystic lady You do own my night Put my dogs to fright Yea yea yea yea yea Sliding riding sorceress In your dungarees Got me on my knees The people
We were born before the wind Also younger than the sun Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic Hark, now hear the sailors cry Smell
And then when then I die I feel I shall say I have not understood I have not understood any of this My eyes are still coaldark I have not understood Around
A clouded dream on an earthly night Hangs upon the crescent moon A voiceless song in an ageless light Sings at the coming dawn Birds in flight are calling
(ferry) Following the morning star But there´s no sense In always running Take what you want to know Just give me time Always unknowing World passing
We were born before the wind Also younger than the sun Ere the Bonnie boat was won As we sailed into the mystic Hark, now hear the sailors cry Smell
I want to see the brighter moon Where the stars are the bridge Between the mountains and the sky Away from the low windows Veiling the sky You touch
So he dropped the web of the spider of heaven down through the clouds All the way into the pool of blood at the bottom of hell Far above in heaven a bird
[Originally by Bob Marley] There's a natural mystic flowing through the air And if you listen carefully, you will hear. This could be the first trumpet
I've been so... been so blue Oh, is that all I was to you A pretty face with a name I guess that you can't explain How you went away... I hope you, you
Have you seen the mystic queen Riding in her limousine? Over hills and over dales 'til morning If you like I'll take you there We'll find some colors
We were born before the wind Also younger than the sun Ere the bonnie boat was won As we sailed into the mystic Hark, now hear the sailors cry Smell
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You say that most things in life is for free But I doubt you can be So stupid that you never see I say that you and I will never be same But you say you
They told us from old legends wonders far beyond from warriors and honour from boldness undaunted from times of great celebration from crying and from
Even now he's in the world And his power shall be mighty And he shall prosper and be strong And shall destroy the mighty and the holy Burn under the
God of silence Hear his please Your son begs you To support him in the final Battle God of darkness Give him the power To conquer the Good To reign over