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Xenial Quillerance

from the ALBum 2023 - Xenial
Bow, Arrow

Wave your bow to and fro
Like an archer on the floor
Feel the rhythm, let it flow
Move your body, don't be slow

He's an Archer
Bow, Arrow

Jump up high, reach the sky
Archery skills, let them fly
Spin around, don't be shy
Join the party, amplify

Bow
Wave your bow, Wave it high
Shoot an arrow in the sky
See it fly, In the air
Then you have to be aware

As it falls, from the sky,
Hope it doesn't hurt your eye,
Or your hands, Or your feet,
So that you can feel the beat.

Bow, Arrow
He's an Archer

Shoot the arrow, Let it free.
Flying high in harmony
Beats pulse for you and me
Dancing forever, we will be

I can't move my body any more.
Someone's gone and shot me through the door.
I can't move my body any more.
Someone's gone and shot me through the door.

Quiver shots, flying fast.
Every dancer they have passed.
Musically a spell is cast
And the rhythm, unsurpassed
Bow
Wave your bow, Wave it high
Shoot an arrow in the sky
See it fly, In the air
Then you have to be aware

As it falls, from the sky,
Hope it doesn't hurt your eye,
Or your hands, Or your feet,
So that you can feel the beat.

Bow, Arrow
He's an Archer