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Celeste

Music and lyrics by Donovan P. Leitch


Here I stand acting like a silly clown would
I don't know why would anybody like to try
The changes I'm going through
A hidden lie would fortify
Something that don't exist
But it ain't so bad, I'm just a lad
So many more things to do
I intend to come right through them all with you

My songs are merely dreams visiting my mind
We talk a while by a crooked stile
You're lucky to catch a few
There's no magic wand in a perfumed hand
It's a pleasure to be true
In my crystal halls a feather falls
Being beautiful just for you
But that might not be quite true, that's up to you

Dawn crept in unseen to find me still awake
A strange young girl sang her songs for me
And left before the day was born
That dark princess with saddening jest
She lowered her eyes of woe
And I felt her sigh, I wouldn't like to try
The changes she's going through
But I hope love comes right through them all with you


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Celeste (Donovan In Concert Version)

Music and lyrics by Donovan P. Leitch


Here I stand acting like some silly clown would
I don't know why would anybody like to try
The changes I'm going through
A hidden lie would fortify
Something that don't exist
But it ain't so bad, I'm just a lad
So many more things to do
I intend to come right through them all with you

My songs are merely dreams, they come visiting my mind
We talk a while by a crooked stile
My, you're so lucky to catch a few
There's no magic wand in a perfumed hand
It's a pleasure to be true
In my crystal halls a feather falls
Being beautiful just for you
But that might not be quite true, you know that's up to you

Dawn crept in unseen for to find me still awake
A strange young girl she sang her songs for me
And left before the day was born
That dark princess with her saddening jest
She lowered her eyes of woe
And I felt her sigh, I wouldn't like to try
No changes she's going through
But I hope love comes right through them all with you

My songs are merely dreams, they come visiting my mind
We talk a while by a crooked stile
You're so lucky to catch a few
There's no magic wand in a perfumed hand
It's a pleasure to be true
In my crystal halls a feather falls
Being beautiful just for you
But that might not be quite true, you know that's up to you
It's upt to you
That might not be quite true, you know that's up to you
I hope love comes right through them all with you

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