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Now the flGames they followed JDoan of Arc
CAs she came riding tGhrough the dark
ANo moon to keep her Darmour bright
No mAan to get her through Gthis very smoky niDght
GShe said, "I'm tiredD of the war
CI want the kind of work GI had before
AA wedding dress or soDmething white
ATo wear upon myG swollen appeDtite." A
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Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way
You know I've watched you riding every day
And something in me yearns to win
Such a cold and lonesome heroine
"And who are you?" she sternly spoke
To the one beneath the smoke
"Why, I'm fire," he replied
"And I love your solitude, I love your pride."
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"Then fire, make your body cold
I'm going to give you mine to hold,"
Saying this she climbed inside
To be his one, to be his only bride
And deep into his fiery heart
He took the dust of Joan of Arc
And high above the wedding guests
He hung the ashes of her wedding dress
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It was deep into his fiery heart
He took the dust of Joan of Arc
And then she clearly understood
If he was fire, oh then she must be wood
I saw her wince, I saw her cry
I saw the glory in her eye
Myself I long for love and light
But must it come so cruel, and oh so bright?
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