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ArtistI shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again.