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Once I found a moonbeam

Which I would around my throat

And I hanged myself one stormy night

And that is why I float

And that is why I walk through walls

And leave no footprints in the grass

And never let you see my face

And cast no shadows where I pass

Oh, if you long to come to me

Then find a night of storms!

I'll meet you where the lightning strikes

And take you in my arms!"