Standing there by the broken tree. Her hands were all twisted, she was pointing at me. I was damned by the light coming out of her eyes. She spoke with a voice that disrupted the sky. She said 'Walk on over yeah to the bit of shade, I will wrap you in my arms and you'll know you've been saved. Let me sign, let me sign...
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