Pacing The Cage Lyrics by Judy Collins
Sunset is an angel weeping
Holding out a bloody sword
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Sunset is an angel weeping
Holding out a bloody sword
Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away
Now it looks as though they’re here to stay
Well if I win some races
That don’t mean I’m the fastest
They say that when you get there
That’s when the real magic starts
I’m glad the stars are over me
And not beneath my feet
Twinkle,twinkle,little star
How I wonder what you are
All hush the trees are waiting
On tip top for the sight
Dance little baby
Dance up high
So say goodbye and turn around
You’re set free and I let down
In Norway, there sits a maid
By lou, my baby, she begins