The Chosen

Meshell Ndegeocello

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    Cassandra Wilson :

    Your lips are like strands of scarlet
    Your mouth is my temple
    Your neck's like the tower of David, shields my tunic
    Your breast's are like falls which feed among the lilies
    Until the day breaks
    To the sweet day breaks

    Come bare your soul to me
    Come bare your soul to me
    Come bare your soul to me
    You ravish my heart
    Come bare your soul to me

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    I am dark and lovely
    If there are chosen, then chosen is me
    I sleep but my heart is awakened by the voice of my beloved
    Bathed in the scent of sweet myrrh

    Come bare your soul to me
    Come bare your soul to me
    Come bare your soul to me
    You ravish my heart
    Come bare your soul to me

    Come
    Come bare your soul
    Come bare your soul to me
    Your lips
    Your lips are like strands of scarlet
    Come bare your soul to me
    Come
    Come
    Come

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