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Whatever it is you burn down, I will accept
If it`s children, I`ll protect
If it`s birdies, resurrect
You are priceless with your chord
Faithful in the spring,
And you are so far away that I can almost hear
Your little footsteps when you collect the flowers in the moist forest bed, explotions in your hair
Whatever it is you blow out, I will accept
If it`s sacred and your will
In your hatred I`m your meal
Whatever it is you burn down, I must insist
In accordance with your gills
If it`s pisces i`ll sit still
You are priceless with your chord
Faithful in the spring,
And you are so far away that I can almost hear
Your little footsteps when you collect the flowers in the moist forest bed, explotions in your hair
My will is the bird you kill
Yes my will is the bird you kill.
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