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BARCLAY JAMES HARVEST >> Merchandise Links
BARCLAY JAMES HARVEST
Didn't anybody see his hand move faster Than the lightning in his eyes Oh! what a cold surprise the flying horses cried And didn't anybody want to ask the calliope To call the tune The flying horses crooned but did not know The Medicine Man sits on the stage Eats fire and water, earth and air while we all stare The silver blade burns bright And tells us to beware Of mirrored passages that throw a thousand images Of younger days The wheel spins slower as it calls us back to play Round and round now we go Shout your name to the wind As it spins by your side Coloured lights echo as the sound slips on by Could that have been me?
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