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There's dirt in your mouth
On the day we put you down
There was blood on your teeth
Like you were born to the ground

I held your hair as water filled your mouth
When the branches scratched your eyes
When the land began to flow

This is my body dear
I've kept inside you
You keep if you want to
Here's whats left of what I have taken from yours
Tonight the bells are crying
This doesn't scare you
It could if you want to
We can run through the yard
We can swim out in the swamp

I cleaned your face
Covered you in stones
There was so much water there
A hundred miles to pick you up
A Butchers boy can make his song, you too
Prettiest girls should always plan there's for two

This is my body dear
I've kept inside you
You keep if you want to
Here's whats left of what I have taken from yours
Tonight the bells are crying
This doesn't scare you
It could if you want to
We can run through the yard
We can swim out in the swamp

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