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Well, first I have to tell you that I'm not insane
And that once I was a famous archaeologist {named
}
{who ran
} a recent expedition in a distant land
I just happened to passin' my hand in the sand
And then I stopped, looked, and then I was hooked
I saw a flash, then a sparkle from a moonstone
Then the mist started, started to clear
I saw a face, a face in the moonstone
Then it started to disappear
Well, I walked and walked and never talked
For many days
And without a friend the desert is a lonely place
I was just about to turn around and make way home
When something told me that I had to see it again
Avuray....etc.
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