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[16. Nov 2010|13:55] |
Dust motes in a beam of light
It's slow-down time
Snow flake on a black felt glove
Melting in the sunlight
Dust motes in a beam of light
You left without a fight
Dust motes in a beam of love
It's slow-down time
It's cold outside
Ooh, I forgive you
Ooh I forgive you
I forgive you - your transgressions
There's a vulture at the end of my bed
It's five am, it thinks I'm dead
There's a vulture at the end of my bed
Against my window in silhouette
There's a vulture would have me asleep
It's looking at me like I'm some piece of meat
Ooh I forgive you
Ooh I forgive you
If you die
If you die
Everybody says I'll feel alright
I don't think so
Got over my supper - it revived (?)
Got off the table, started to fly
If you die
If you die
I forgive you
I forgive you
I forgive you
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Dust motes in a beam of light
It's slow-down time
It's cold outside ... |
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