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Bonfires dot the rolling hillsides
Figures dance around and around
To drums that pulse out echoes of darkness
Moving to the pagan sound.
Somewhere in a hidden memory
Images float before my eyes
Of fragrant tonights of straw and of bonfires
And dancing till the next sunrise.
I can see the lights in the distance
Trembling in the dark clo
Figures dance around and around
To drums that pulse out echoes of darkness
Moving to the pagan sound.
Somewhere in a hidden memory
Images float before my eyes
Of fragrant tonights of straw and of bonfires
And dancing till the next sunrise.
I can see the lights in the distance
Trembling in the dark clo
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Bonfires dot the rolling hillsides
Figures dance around and around
To drums that pulse out echoes of darkness
Moving to the pagan sound.
Somewhere in a hidden memory
Images float before my eyes
Of fragrant tonights of straw and of bonfires
And dancing till the next sunrise.
I can see the lights in the distance
Trembling in the dark clo
