Woman with
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A child's dress on
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Long hair
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Drapes the arm
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That cradles a daughter
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Who would sleep
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Blacks eyes open
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And beating
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But is afraid
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Little cat
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His hair set on end
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Bolts from a sleeping coil
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At a sound that you know
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You have heard in your dreams
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O, come
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To the window my darling
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Your heart repeats my own
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These long rooms are dark
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The might not much brighter
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From here we can watch the road
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A small man is catching
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The hot knife that flies
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O, hush little baby, you're crying
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And your tears taste like the rain
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Woman with
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A child's dress on
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Long hair
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Drapes the arm
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That cradles a daughter
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Who would sleep
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Blacks eyes open
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And beating
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But is afraid
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Electrical Storm
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| Robin Holcomb |
