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Morning Glory lyrics
I lit my purest candle close to my window
Hoping it would catch the eye
Of any vagabond who passed it by
And I waited in my fleeting house
Before he came, I felt him drawing near
[Incomprehensible], I felt the ancient fear
That he had come to my door and jeered
And I waited in my fleeting house
"Tell me stories", I called to the hobo
"Stories of cold", I smiled to the hobo
"Stories of old", I knelt to the hobo
And he stood before me in my fleeting house
"No", said the hobo, "No more tales of time
Don t ask me now to wash away the grime
I can t come in cause it s too hard a climb"
And he walked away from my fleeting house
"Then you ll be damned", I screamed to the hobo
"Leave me alone", I wept to the hobo
"Turn into stone", I knelt to the hobo
And he walked away from my fleeting house
I lit my purest candle close to my window
Hoping it would catch the eye
Of any vagabond who passed it by
And I waited in my fleeting house
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