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As the sun sets,
while the birds nest,
and a warm summer breeze,
rustles the leaves.
Let your spirit free,
for in the Secret Garden you shall be.
The drum it be bangin'
and guitar strings a twangin'
our vocals a crooning
while you be swooning.
Let your spirit free,
for in the Secret Garden you shall be.
Come frolic in the dark,
while we make our mark.
Oh sweet revelry!
OH SWEET REVELRY!
Let your spirit free,
for in the Secret Garden you shall be.