I always escape where I have been.
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I leave you looking for my face,
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wondering what it was you've seen
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Down the long dark hallway in flight heading back from which I came.
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I am a creature of the night and silver Ingrid is my name.
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Silver Ingrid be my teacher, show me laughter laced with love.
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Tell my theories of the wind song on the wings of a dove.
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Silver Ingrid, be my teacher, show me laughter laced with love.
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Tell me theories of the wind song on the wings of a dove.
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Silver Ingrid
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| Ani DiFranco |
