Falltime
Coalfield
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Sing me a song and let me dance
Give me two legs which let me walk
Move me, drain me, my hands are wide
Move me, drain me it's time to separate the thoughts
And it's time to let it move inside
I'm not a black sheep, not forced to fall go.
My wrists have healed - shut
My house burns down - lost
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