Paroles: 10000 Maniacs. The Earth Pressed Flat. Glow.

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In the coolness of the morning
sparing moments here in magical tide
I would meet you without question
to share a starry gaze a look through the sky
from the start
there was this kind of glow
the start when it?s right
you?ll know,
fascinating love?s a secret
an ancient riddle with no reason or rhyme
unpredictable the muses they play
never knowing whether teasing or shy.