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I can feel the earth begin to move
I hear my needle hit the groove
And spiral through another day
I hear my song begin to say
Kiss me where the sun don't shine
The past was yours
But the future's mine
You're all out of time

I don't feel too steady on my feet
I feel hollow I feel weak
Passion fruit and holy bread
Fill my guts and ease my head
Through the early morning sun
I can see her here she comes

She bangs the drums

Have you seen her have you heard
The way she plays there are no words
To describe the way I feel

How could it ever come to pass
She'll be the first she'll be the last
To describe the way I feel
The way I feel

Have you seen her have you heard
The way she plays there are no words
To describe the way I feel

How could it ever come to pass
She'll be the first she'll be the last
To describe the way I feel
The way I feel

Have you seen her have you heard
The way she plays there are no words
To describe the way I feel

How could it ever come to pass
She'll be the first she'll be the last
To describe the way I feel
The way I feel
I can feel the earth begin to move   I hear my needle hit the groove   And spiral through another day   I hear my song begin to say   Kiss me where the sun don't shine   The past was yours   But the future's mine   You're all out of time      I don't feel too steady on my feet   I feel hollow I feel weak   Passion fruit and holy bread   Fill my guts and ease my head   Through the early morning sun   I can see her here she comes      She bangs the drums      Have you seen her have you heard   The way she plays there are no words   To describe the way I feel      How could it ever come to pass   She'll be the first she'll be the last   To describe the way I feel   The way I feel      Have you seen her have you heard   The way she plays there are no words   To describe the way I feel      How could it ever come to pass   She'll be the first she'll be the last   To describe the way I feel   The way I feel      Have you seen her have you heard   The way she plays there are no words   To describe the way I feel      How could it ever come to pass   She'll be the first she'll be the last   To describe the way I feel   The way I feel
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