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Barclay James Harvest

The Iron Maiden

 

The Iron Maiden

(album: Barclay James Harvest - 1970)


She walks on through the night
Her circumstances slight
Are only helping her to fail
And though she feels she's right
She tries with all her might
And makes the deepest peril pale

Oh, but she is unreal
Oh, but she doesn't feel
Oh, but she is unreal

She chooses who to love
And then unlike a dove
She takes the laughter from their smile
She wears a velvet glove
Her friends may find it rough
It is a gauntlet all the while

Oh, but she is unreal
Oh, but she doesn't feel
Oh, but she is unreal

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