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Uriel laughs |
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I'm drinking water |
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Dressed in the clothes, |
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that I have bought her |
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She looks like a lamb, |
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held up for slaghter |
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She is my solemn skie's daughter |
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But she's in the water |
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and I'm gonna find her |
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Down at the bottom |
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She is alive |
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Seagrass and bracken, |
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kissing her wavelet |
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Down at the bottom wave their bye-byes |
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You realize |
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that I need comfort |
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Words that are spells |
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laughter that's transport |
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From day to day |
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When words are spoken |
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When she laughs silence is broken |
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But she's in the water |
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and I'm gonna find her |
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Down at the bottom |
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She is alive |
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Seagrass and bracken |
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kissing her wavelet |
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Down at the bottom |
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wave their bye-byes |
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This one's for you |
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good friend and brother |
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If I would slip, if I would kill her |
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Then take these words |
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spread them above her |
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Tell her I never could love her |
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'Cause she's in the water |
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and I'm gonna find her |
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Down at the bottom |
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She is alive |
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Seagrass and bracken |
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kissing her wavelet |
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Down at the bottom |
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wave their by-byes |
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bye-bye |
