"Sick for so long
I forgot this feeling
When ya wake up in the morning
With your heart still bleeding
With the wolves at ya heals
When ya spark is buried, buried deeply
Burning from the bottom
Cracked open and weeping
That's how you singin' softly
Brooms be on the street now
Sweeping up the broken crowns
Glass in ya feet now
Remove it from ya feet now
Remove it from your back of the sidewalk
Like fire and water
Sun rays on the ocean waves
Fathers and daughters
Now ya gotta relate
Sun rays on the ocean waves..."
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