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And the bask becomes a well Spun mysteries She lives alone And the tears have formed a stream In the winter cold Only if you remember well But the secret hides itself She's a vision through the trees Mother's ghost won't give her peace Now it may be there You can see her looking out Cos she needs a friend She starts to cry And the tears have formed a stream As they leave her eyes And as crazy as it seems She will die and live her dreams And if it's better in the end Mother's ghost can sleep again Now I think she's gone No-one sees her anymore And it's been so long Maybe she's asleep And she won't wake up again And know where she is And know where she'll be, yeah Fly into those loving arms They won't do her any harm Another kiss, let her be Mother's ghost set her free |
