Children halloweened in sheets
Go running up and down the streets
I thought these ghosts had gathered here for me
I thought these songs would one day set me free
Laughter fills the sky above
How can such a thing provoke our love?
I thought these ghosts were there to set me free
I thought these songs had traveled here for me
I think they're singing to be free
As one star dies and the night collapses
A rise in love enraptured
I thought that love would one day set me free
I think my friends have gathered here for me
Oombaya, oh Lord
Oombaya, oh Lord
Oombaya, oh Lord
Oombaya, oh Lord
Oombaya, oh Lord
Oombaya, oh Lord
Oombaya, oh Lord
Oombaya, oh Lord
Oombaya, oh Lord
Oombaya, oh Lord
Oombaya, oh Lord
Oombaya, oh Lord
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