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The bells of dream land chimes loud
Eyes heard the call
The mind is far abroad
Sailing uncertain waters
Pass the dancing shadows on the wavy glass

The bells of dream land chimes
Louder than the call to matrimonial binds
Quieter than a solemn mass.

The bells of dream land chimes
A chariot ready to gallop
Pass the skyline and into the sky
The sun and moon, both caught on a bed of never-say-no

The bells of dream land have gone
Weary bones be
Tired eyes find solace in oblivion.
And let the pregnant night bear what she will.
The bells of dream land have chimed for the last.

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