Ocean Gypsy - Blackmore's Night
Tried to take it all away And learn her freedom just inside a day And find her soul To find their fears allayed
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Tried to make her love their own They took her love they left her there They gave her nothing back That she would want to own
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Gold and silver rings and stones Dances slowly of the moon No-one else can know She stands alone
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Sleeping dreams will reach for her She cannot say the words they need She knows she's alone And she is free
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Ocean gypsy of the moon The sun has made a thousand nights For you to hold Ocean gypsy where are you The shadows followed by the stars Have turned to gold, turned to gold
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Then she met a hollow soul Filled him with her light And was consoled she was the moon And he, the sun was gold
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Eyes were blinded with his light The sun she gave Reflected back the night The moon was waning Almost out of sight
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Softly ocean gypsy calls Silence holds the stars awhile They smile sadly For her where she falls
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Just the time before the dawn The sea is hushed The ocean calls her Day has taken her and now she's gone
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Ocean gypsy of the moon The sun has made a thousand nights For you to hold Ocean gypsy where are you The shadows followed by the stars Have turned to gold, turned to gold
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No-one noticed when she died Ocean gypsy shackled to the tide The ebbing waves were turning Spreading wide
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Something gone within her eyes Her fingers lifeless stroke the sand Her battered soul was lost She was abandoned
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Silken threads like wings still shine Winds take pleasure still make patterns In her lovely hair So dark and fine
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Stands on high beneath the seas Cries no more Her tears have dried Oceans weep for her the ocean sighs
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Ocean Gypsy ... Renaissance
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