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night
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Dawn would come
D And I would start to Em feel my own sunrise
but you' just lie, sleeping
And so we went away in search of gentler breezes
When we arrived I longed to lie and rustle in your grasses
But you would not permit me to retire there
None but a fly might settle on the meadow of your leg
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Then we moved until we reached the tundra in the winter
Of course I longed to kiss her frosty teeth in the cold air
But now I'v grown bloated on seal fat
Not even flies might settle on the meadow of her leg
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