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Standing by a broken tree
Her hands are all twisted
She's pointing at me
I was damned by light comin
Over all she spoke with a voice that disrupted the sky
She said, walk on over here to a bit of shade
I'll wrap you in my arms if only you say
let me sign... let me sign!
Her hands are all twisted
She's pointing at me
I was damned by light comin
Over all she spoke with a voice that disrupted the sky
She said, walk on over here to a bit of shade
I'll wrap you in my arms if only you say
let me sign... let me sign!
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