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Marianne Faithfull Lyrics

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Midway, this way of life we're bound upon

I woke to find myself in a dark wood

Where the right road was wholly lost and gone

Aye me, how hard to speak of it

That rude and rough and stubborn forest

The mere breath of memory stirs the old fear in the blood

But when, at last, I stood beneath a steep hillside

Which closed that valley's wandering maze

Whose dread had pierced me to the heart root deep

Then I looked up and saw the morning rays

Mantle its shoulder from that planet bright

Which guides men's feet aright on all their ways