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  • Standing by the Everyman digging the rigging on my sail
    Rain fell through sounds of harpsichords to the spell of
    Fairy tales
    The heath was hung in magic mists enchanted dripping glades
    I'll taste the tastes until my mind drifts from this scene
    And fades
    In the night time
    Crystals sparkle in the grass I polish them with thought
    On my lash there in my eye a star of light is caught
    Fortunes told in grains of sand here I am is all I know
    Candy stuck in children's hair everywhere I go
    In the night time
    Gypsy is the clown of love I paint his face a smile
    Anyone we ever make we always make in style
    Yeah strange young girls with radar screens and hands as
    Quick as hate
    I won't just now later on maybe and even then I'll wait
    In the night time
    Standing by the Everyman digging the rigging on my sail
    Rain fell through sounds of harpsichords to the spell of
    Fairy tales
    The heath was hung in magic mists enchanted dripping glades
    I'll taste the tastes until my mind drifts from this scene
    And fades
    In the night time
  • [00:21.66]Standing by the Everyman digging the rigging on my sail
    [00:32.28]Rain fell through sounds of harpsichords to the spell of
    [00:38.82]Fairy tales
    [00:42.59]The heath was hung in magic mists enchanted dripping glades
    [00:53.01]I'll taste the tastes until my mind drifts from this scene
    [01:00.97]And fades
    [01:03.65]In the night time
    [01:14.84]Crystals sparkle in the grass I polish them with thought
    [01:25.58]On my lash there in my eye a star of light is caught
    [01:36.39]Fortunes told in grains of sand here I am is all I know
    [01:48.19]Candy stuck in children's hair everywhere I go
    [01:58.02]In the night time
    [02:09.50]Gypsy is the clown of love I paint his face a smile
    [02:19.91]Anyone we ever make we always make in style
    [02:51.46]Yeah strange young girls with radar screens and hands as
    [02:58.85]Quick as hate
    [03:03.03]I won't just now later on maybe and even then I'll wait
    [03:14.70]In the night time
    [03:25.92]Standing by the Everyman digging the rigging on my sail
    [03:36.46]Rain fell through sounds of harpsichords to the spell of
    [03:43.46]Fairy tales
    [03:46.89]The heath was hung in magic mists enchanted dripping glades
    [03:57.56]I'll taste the tastes until my mind drifts from this scene
    [04:05.73]And fades
    [04:08.29]In the night time