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The electric heart shines for you |
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It's given up sparks |
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But that's nothing new |
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The electric heart |
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Spins its lightning web |
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The spider sparkle lights the way ahead |
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I eat the biscuits, a gift for her |
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I eat the fishes, they got no fur |
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The open road |
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Oh God's final town |
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I'll take a little sip from its high drip |
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The earth hurts sky say your name |
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The earth was dry until you came |
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A little baby begins to grow |
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A happy belly begins to glow |
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The electric sky combing in the snow |
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He's always high |
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He's a gentle soul |
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My winter friends with |
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Christmas legs |
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And cold, cold beards |
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And frozen heads |
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We keep them shiny |
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We keep them shone |
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Cuz though they're tiny, they're valuable |
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I've lost my nails |
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But that's nothing new |
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And goddamn thumbs |
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Thumbs, goddamn you |
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And if all else fails |
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As all else do |
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There's someone else for sure will take my place |
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Now flung from dreams your voice reappears |
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And it almost sings like you're almost here |
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Singing an ancient chant, spreads his dusty lens |
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And I'm coming in in my head |
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Electric heart sang for us |
