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Pamela, oh Pamela
dont reduce your love
make my heartache ever light
warbler from above

I am walking way below
pathless, meek and cold
tones of beauty make me search
for the land so bold

I shall build a castle there
build it with my hands
call my neighbours to a feast
unify the lands

This I do because I hear
tender loving tones
from above the muddy slush
heal my flesh and bones.