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You came back to get me |
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In the desert where I broke down |
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Stuck in the heat of my father's fire |
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The sun burned away our clothes |
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I stood there before you |
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I heard you clearly without a sound |
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Teach me how to listen |
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I am learning how to hear |
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Catch me I am falling |
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From the family tree |
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You know I couldn't see you |
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Had to shatter every mirror |
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Catch me I am falling |
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From the family tree |
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The lines of your hands |
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Your face |
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Your eyes |
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Draw a picture in my spinning head |
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The lines of your body |
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Join together to form me |
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Come to join me in this desert bed |
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Teach me how to listen |
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I am learning how to hear |
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Catch me I am falling |
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From the family tree |
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You know I couldn't see you |
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Had to shatter every mirror |
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Catch me I am falling |
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From the family tree |
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Standing under the family tree |
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I touched your crying face |
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All of your tears began to freeze |
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And we left them there as power |
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For the spirit of the indian and the owl |
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Teach me how to listen |
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I am learning how to hear |
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Catch me I am falling |
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From the family tree |
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You know I couldn't see you |
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Had to shatter every mirror |
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Catch me I am falling |
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From the family tree |
