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You are the girl with a black heart |
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You are the stars |
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You are the girl with a bright light |
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I see it shine |
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You find yourself wrapped up in a black art |
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You bear the scars |
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You are the girl with a black heart |
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I see it shine |
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I watch your sun set |
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And then you lift the moon into a sky on fire |
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And the colours that you choose |
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To court and spark |
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To ignite the dark |
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Burning up in the bright light of your black heart |
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Your black heart |
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You shake the cold off of your shoulders |
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Your bones harden in the breeze |
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Billowing smoke, white ghosts are bowed ribbons |
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Through the shivering leave |
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You breathe a big wind |
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You sing of ice and snow |
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Shutting up them hungry dogs |
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You come and bury them bones |
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You bathe them bright white in the shadows |
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Burning up in the bright light of your black heart |
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And I want you to believe everything that I say |
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And I want you to believe in the good that you do |
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And the beauty of a black heart |
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Is the light shining through |
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And the light is you |
