Down the winding alley ways of Soto
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Where the rain is painting down the streets
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Where she's walkin' evey morning
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I don't know
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Though her eyes are far away, she looks at you
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Through her windows, darkness she don't see
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Secrets in her keeping, solitary
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Just a fleeting glimpse like floating out to sea
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Safronia's marked, she took the sting
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She's fillin' the colors in under her skin
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Safronia's heart with only one wing
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How can she fly
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How can she fly on a broken wing
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That carries the stain of everything
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Safronia's soul is wandering
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She just walks on by
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Suddenly she's standing there before you
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Reaching out her arms just like a child
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Her face is like a door you wanna walk on through
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And somethin' deep inside just might belong to you
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Safronia's mark, she took the sting
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She's fillin' the colors in under her skin
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Safronia's heart with only one wing
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How can she fly
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How can she fly with a broken wing
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That carries the stain of everything
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Safronia's soul is wandering
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Walks on by
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Hey, Safronia's marked, she took the sting
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She's fillin' the colors in underneath the skin
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Safronia's heart with only one wing
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How can she fly
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How can she fly with a broken wing
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That carries the stain of everything
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Safronia's soul, oh yeah
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She just walks on by
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She just walks on by
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Saffronia's Mark
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