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Will someone make a trip to the sink get some water for me please
it seems Bella's since of humor has got me thirsty
She spins around the record nearly the same speed
I beg her to get off that stuff I like her company
But if I mention it, if I just whisper hints, while she's sleeping in the sand
she just crawls into the page she's reading and turns into a clam
Lord knows she don't like taking heat or dealing with the flames
unless she's feeding the fire in somebody else is name

Hear the static cry, it feeds the willow that resides in my mind
it see's the future and what I left behind
Undress the blinds, creation sings its a shedding love on our light
let the sun smile on your skin for a while

Bella Moore what a terrible storm and even more she stole my cellar door

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It's just the static of the afterglow. Being comfortable with yourself, things like that.

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