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The sky, the sky, I see it high above In my boat as I float away never to return again ''Shalott, Shallot, 'tis the lady of Shalott!'' The herald cries as the boat moors into Camelot Lancelot, Lancelot, face so grave, whispers, ''So fair of face, this faery of Shalott.''
''Shalott, Shalott,'' echoes in my heart. Lock me in a tower high, with naught but a spinning wheel. Cursed, cursed since I was born weaving the world I cannot see through the mirror's gilded eye. Shadows, shadows, I'm half sick of thee Haunting my days and shrouding the sun never allowing me to feel the rain
Lancelot, Lancelot on your horse so fine Never turned an eye to me I'll sing of thee until I die. Crack, crack the mirror split The curse is upon me, the sky is falling. Shalott, Shalott, you'll always be in my heart This day I shall surely die For I'm the cursed one.
Shalott
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