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Men An Tol
So I find myself among
The brave Southsestern hills
Running like a madman on the moor
Let the sweet Atlantic rain
Wash away my youth
The Men-An-Tol shone strangely in the storm
I get the strangest feeling
In the air around
It's more than just a feeling
A different way of seeing
A different kind of life
Something I believe in
But in amongst the city lights
The feeling's not so clean
Neon lights and faceless signs
Hide what I hold dear
It's there to find if you have the mind
And you don't live in fear of it
I rest among what still remains
Of lifes that passed before
Lighting strikes the top of Zennor Tor
I find myself amazed again
At man's pathetic score
Years of knowledge wasted and ignored
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Years of knowledge wasted and ignored
At man's pathetic score
I find myself amazed again
Lighting strikes the top of Zennor Tor
Of lifes that passed before
I rest among what still remains
And you don't live in fear of it
It's there to find if you have the mind
Hide what I hold dear
Neon lights and faceless signs
The feeling's not so clean
But in amongst the city lights
Something I believe in
A different kind of life
A different way of seeing
It's more than just a feeling
In the air around
I get the strangest feeling
The Men-An-Tol shone strangely in the storm
Wash away my youth
Let the sweet Atlantic rain
Running like a madman on the moor
The brave Southsestern hills
So I find myself among
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| MMen AAn TTol |
| en n ol |
| eMn nA oTl |
| jen zn fol |
| jMen zAn fTol |
| Mjen Azn Tfol |
| ken qn 5ol |
| kMen qAn 5Tol |
| Mken Aqn T5ol |
| nen sn hol |
| nMen sAn hTol |
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| Mnen Asn Thol |
| Meen wn yol |
| Mn wAn yTol |
| Mne Awn Tyol |
| Msn xn 6ol |
| Msen xAn 6Tol |
| Mesn Axn T6ol |
| M3n Ann gol |
| M3en A gTol |
| Me3n An Tgol |
| Mfn Am rol |
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| Mfen Amn rTol |
| Mefn Anm Trol |
| Mrn Ah Tool |
| Mren Ahn Tl |
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