We were sitting round a dying fire, somebody lit incense somebody lit a cigarette and passed the bottle around
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It was just strawberry season, backbreaking pickers in the patches everything's burning down to ashes and down to the ground
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She's saving me I don't even think she knows it
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It's a strange way to show it as distant as last night's dream unravels
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She's saving me I'm a very lost soul I was born with a hole in my heart
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The size of my land locked travels
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I try to put it aside but it's too much bigger than me there's a big brown hawk in the tree
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Lighting and leaving
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There's tea leaves tossing, heads up pennies in my pocket, dead star like a rocket, the arc of my grieving
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She's saving me I don't even think she knows it
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It's a strange way to show it as distant as last night's dream unravels
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She's saving me I'm a very lost soul I was born with a hole in my heart
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The size of my land locked travels
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The sky pours out biblical rain
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Then days so still the beauty gives you pain
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The heatwave kills the green and she remains unseen
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But colors up my dream with all things blooming
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This is not all there is it's not a kingdom it's not an angry god
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It feels like her
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It feels like no fear, it feels like no doubt, it feels like inside out
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The ashes stir
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She's saving me I don't really think she knows it
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It's a strange way to show it as distant as last night's dream unravels
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She's saving me I'm a very lost soul
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I was born with a hole in my heart as wide as my land locked travels
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She's Saving Me
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Indigo Girls |