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You seek a vision |
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To get your hardened hearts to beat |
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I cannot see in this light |
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I cannot think in this heat |
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Fingers on glass and a singing horn |
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The oldest peacock ever born |
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On the wind come back to me |
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Close so I can hear it |
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She is chosen she dances in the creek |
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He is love he is spirit |
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I was bitten and woke before the sun |
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The past keeps coming all hitched up together |
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Redoubled in a crude mind |
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One of their number |
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We bring our best machine |
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One to hang down from her waist |
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We bring our best machine |
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One to wash yourself clean |
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On the wind come back to me |
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Close so I can hear it |
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She is chosen she dances in the creek |
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He is love yes he is spirit |
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Our best machine |
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Out best machine |
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We bring our best machine |