(John Phillips)
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Soft rhythms of her feet;
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Soft buckskin next to my cheek
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Oh, the long hair unbound tumbling down.
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Musical songs without sound.
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Strong magical lines over the land...
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Strange mystical lines on her hands.
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Twin Gemini, split in two;
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Half is for me, half for you.
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Gemini childe...
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Gemini childe - woman grown,
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Lost in a world not her own.
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My midnight friend, split in two;
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Half is for me, half for you.
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Gemini childe
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Gemini childe
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Gemini Childe
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| The Mamas & The Papas |
