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lower the day-tune, while, they carry candles through the night, for thousands of miles, lower the day-tune, why?, they hide into the dawn, then they took off to find her tree, drove for miles the highway down, lifting the dark to call the light, but though they tried, nothing went right. lower the day-tune, while, they drove to seek wonders, for thousands of miles, lower the day-tune, why?, they hide into the dawn, (and i'd stay in the doorway, to keep an eye behind them, exited to dive into their dawn, they hide into the dawn), you've got to come to hear the sounds, directed by the bright, they grow, and hundreds of fountain-hearts will sound, though they have no reason to