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Somethin' there is about you. That strikes the match in me Is it the way your body moves? Or is it the way your hair blows free? Or is it because you remind me: Of somethin' that used to be? Somethin' that's crossed over.From another century.
Some one is watching me all the time, have problems with the nightmares, with the life on the cross, Moses and Jesus for the trips back to the starting lines. Gifts of brothers doing the old dazes of the questions of the blue balls in the air, views of the deeds done in the dark. Butterflies, moths, dragonflies, angels, dogwood butterflies in the air for the colors on the flowers.
Somethin' there is about you. That strikes the match in me Is it the way your body moves? Or is it the way your hair blows free? Or is it because you remind me: Of somethin' that used to be? Somethin' that's crossed over.From another century.
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