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i'm sitting where the trickle of this water falls
where ocean's fins come lapping up to meet the air
you call me from where you're learning of witches
how nine million women were hunted
they were shaved shamed pulled naked before judges

tortured til the third degree
til anyone would confess to anything
killed one by one to nine million
and that's just in europe

couldn't they have come up for air?

i wanna go where spirit calls me
i'm on a landing and a shore
i'm on standard time zone
i've got three in my bones
i'm many i'm so many more

i could question all that last stuff
or just keep going slide down this bluff
you didn't love me enough
i don't want it now ok
i'm one step down this sifting sandway
i'm heading for so much more
the land is sinking under me
lower much lower than before
as i increase in truth
the footprints of determination
become my door
drawn forward
as history unravels
mass murders
of us
of us
of us

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