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Lucy An Illusion - Anthony Phillips

Now now as the sun climbs the hills

Softly she skips on the sand

Daughter of the breeze

Free like the swifts of the sky I see her

Dim through the panes of my tears I see her

Then she is here mine always around me

Mine till the morning mist comes

Now now that the evening must fall

Weary she sits by the river

Kind winds toss her hair

Free like the swifts of the sky I see her

Dim through the panes of the tears I see her

Then she is here mine always around me

Her warm touch glad to have found me

Days long walking my kingdom

Her soft smile speaking of freedom

Here mine always around me

Her warm touch glad to have found me

Days long walking my kingdom

Her soft smile speaking of freedom

Now now that the evening has gone

Deep in a slumber she lies

Golden hair to touch

Free like the swifts of the sky I see her

Dim through the panes of my tears I see her

Then she is no more than just an illusion

Mine till the morning mist comes