| So, deep in the forest, wandering
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| Through the mist of a new day dawning
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| With diamonds in her eyes
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| And gold dust in her hair
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| Oh, so whimsical and she’ll be no angel falling
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| Sad wings of destiny won’t carry her away
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| Twisting, turning her serpentine heart is yearning
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| To catch a shooting star and kiss the sky
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| Ever fleeting, chasing her epiphanies
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| It’s a long way home
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| Spider senses her web of truth unbroken
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| She turns and looks away
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| In the deep of the night
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| When the lightening might strike twice
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| If you get much closer
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| She might even let you live to fight another day
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| You have forced her heart
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| To change the colors from hunted into huntress
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| Strange elusive bird
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| You will never hold her down
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| Iridescent glows of turquoise and indigo
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| Tribal colors show and rhythms guide her home
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| A silent lioness alive with wanderlust
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| She bleeds like the blood red sky
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| Cries like the falling rain
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| A thousand warriors you will come to know
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| If you dare betray the heart of the
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| Ever fleeting will gypsy soul
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| Ever fleeting, chasing her epiphanies
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| It’s a long way home
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| Spider senses her web of truth unbroken
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| She turns and looks away
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| Tribal rhythms they are calling her home
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| They are calling her home, wherever she may roam
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| Mystic visions far beyond the great unknown
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| Burns a fire in her soul, her wild gypsy soul
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| In the deep of the night
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| When the lightening might strike twice
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| If you get much closer
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| She might even let you live
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| She won’t give herself away
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| You have forced her heart
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| Two change the colors from hunted into huntress
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| Strange elusive bird
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| You could never hold her down
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| Iridescent glows of turquoise and indigo
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| Tribal colors show and rhythms guide her home
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| A silent lioness alive with wanderlust
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| If you dare betray the heart of the
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| Ever fleeting will gypsy soul
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| Into the wind dream catcher
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| Take imagination’s flight
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| As you love, as you cry
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| As you live, as you die
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| Always beware of those who see in black and white
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| And I pray you find your way home |