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The horses are asleep, |
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with heavy eyes that close. |
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In dreams they trace the path, |
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by which the river flows. |
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Let spirit now align with the estuary. |
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As Nightfall's open mouth howls out to the sea. |
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It starts when you kick them. |
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Hits the line vertically... |
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Must land on the cymbal. |
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The carriage of her arms breaks free. |
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I douse this brush with petrol from a can. |
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And into the forest where it lit a ram... |
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I'm a man. |
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I'm a man. |
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I'm a man, with a child's heart. |
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The horses are asleep. |
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The stable door will lock. |
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Count the hours you keep on a ballerina clock. |
[02:28.47] |
Let spirit now align with the current of the breeze. |
[02:38.41] |
As Nightfall's open mouth howls out through the trees. |
[02:49.03] |
Its starts with a kick, then, hits the line vertically... |
[02:58.85] |
Must land on the cymbal. |
[03:03.91] |
The carriage of her arms breaks free. |
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I douse this brush with petrol from a can. |
[03:19.04] |
And into the forest with a little ram... |
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I'm a man. |
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I'm a man. |
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I'm a man, with a child's heart. |