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Again tonight I sang a song A prayer if you will Fell to the floor on blackened knees And all the trees fell still Pressed my hands between my thighs And poured the thistle milk Begged the thunderbolts to strike And mark me as alive Oh the lilies on the hill Oh the lilies on the hill Oh the lilies on the hill Scented the night... And so I finished up my prayer Rose slowly and I stared But I was empty as a grave And ghostless was the air Lay back to bed and dulled my eyes And searched those fruitless skies Again begged the thunderbolt to strike To mark me or else I would die Oh the lilies on the hill Oh the lilies on the hill Oh the lilies on the hill Scented the night... And in the seconds before sleep And in the seconds before sleep Did I believe what I did see? Did I believe what came to me? Appeared the figure of a man Waving upon the hill To the window I ran And saw what he had sent Children of a private world To be conceived in milk A hundred marching to my door All bringing dreams to drink Thank God I'm alive! Thank God I'm alive! Oh the lilies on the hill Oh the lilies on the hill Oh the lilies on the hill Scented the night...