Parole de Sister Self

That pull isn’t growing in my black, solid sky, solid sky
And pirate ships pulled these shoulders back
In morning slumber I gripped the slender palm of my hand
I felt the soft of my flesh
And I stared into my sister self
We were running, running, running
We were climbing, we were fighting
We were breathing fast, praying please
We were singing
We were dancing
We were clapping
Singin’, Dancin’, Clappin’!
We were returning to the hills
Bringing buckets drawn from the wells
Returning to the hills
Bringing buckets drawn from the wells
But I’ve got to hold my own hand
I’ve got to hold my own hand
And this is my skin that I feel
These are the teeth that I clench
And the hazel of my sight
‘Cause the color she wears is mine
Oh! That color she’s wearing is mine
We were running, running, running
We were climbing, we were fighting

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We were breathing fast, praying please
We were singing
We were dancing
We were clapping
Singin’, Dancin’, Clappin’!
We were returning to the hills
Bringing buckets drawn from the wells
Returning to the hills
Bringing buckets drawn from the wells

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Par keff le 2008/03/26 11:43
thank you so much ... to play and sing this way ... i can't find the words hope i'll listen to you someday on stage you make me upside down ... but it makes me feel better...thank you Lady
Par ODILE le 2008/03/09 07:01
I love my new present from my sister,your CD.

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