Sylvia's kissing crosses
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Crying for her mother
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Guarded by her father
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Swears that She hears voices
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I could think of a way
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If I only stay
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Calm as the day grows dim
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Dream another wish to
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Sleep away tomorrow
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Said She's going home now
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Home is what She called it
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I could think of a way
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If I only still gone
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As the day grows dim
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The Swarm
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| Calla |
