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She was standing there by the broken tree.
Her hands were all twisted, she was pointing at me.
I was damned by the light coming out of her eyes,
she spoke with a voice that disrupted the sky
She said: "Come on over to the bitter shade,
I will wrap you in my arms and you'll know you've been saved."
Let me sign, let me sign.
Her hands were all twisted, she was pointing at me.
I was damned by the light coming out of her eyes,
she spoke with a voice that disrupted the sky
She said: "Come on over to the bitter shade,
I will wrap you in my arms and you'll know you've been saved."
Let me sign, let me sign.
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