Gene Clark – White Light (Guitar)

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Oh, the village of the hill

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Sitting silently at will

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Like some prophecy forgotten by an age

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With no guns before its gate

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The mysterious estate

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Lies waiting for its history's dawning page

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With the raging of the sea before its height

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And the strength of those whom see beyond their sight

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Oh, the smithies anvil rings

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And the symphony it sings

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No voice nor poet's pen can put to tune

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And electric lines of force

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Ring around the humble lives

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Of the souls that hear the master saying soon

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With the clouds that gather near disturb the night

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Striking flashes of a difference, fleeing fright

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No slight of tongue nor hand

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Can so boldly there withstand

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When the spirit of it's truth shall speak the time

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And no ignorance of life

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Can be held within the sight

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Of the buttresses of ageless binds of time

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The communion of the forces take delight

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With the fear that no   tongues may read nor write

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White Light

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Oh the village of the hill

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Sitting silently still

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With the strength of ages past they're still at hand

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Reckons not to look behind

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But to look within and find

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And to hear of those enlightened by the lamb

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With the powers of the wind both fierce and light

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And the waters of the storm went through the night