Quiet, quiet down, she said Speaking to the back of his head On the edge of her bed I can see your blood flow Your cells grow Hold still a while Don't spill the wine I can see it all from here I can see, I can see Weather systems of the world And every time you turn the soil Another cloud begins to boil Some things you say Are not for sale I would hold that we're All free agents Of a substance or scale Hold still a while Don't spill the wine I can see it all from here I can see, I can see Weather systems of the world
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