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I came by myself to a very crowded place;
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I was looking for someone who had lines in her face.
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I found her there but she was past all concern;
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I asked her to hold me, said, "Lady, unfold me,"
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but she scorned me and she told me
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I was dead and I could never return.
Well, I argued all night like so many have before,
saying, "Whatever you give me, I seem to need so much more."
Then she pointed at me where I kneeled on her floor,
she said, "Don't try to use me or slyly refuse me,
just win me or lose me,
it is this that the darkness is for."

I cried, "Oh, Lady Midnight, I fear that you grow old,
the stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold."
"If we cry now," she said, "it will just be ignored."
So I walked through the morning, sweet early morning,
I could hear my lady calling,

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"You've won me, you've won me, my lord,
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you've won me, you've won me, my lord,
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yes, you've won me, you've won me, my lord,
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ah, you've won me, you've won me, my lord,
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ah, you've won me, you've won me, my lord."