| Little seahorse
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| Swimming in a primal sea
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| Heartbeat like a
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| Leaf quaking in the breeze
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| I feel magic as coyote
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| In the middle of the moon-wild night
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| In the forge-fire time
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| Your mother glowed so bright
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| You were like a
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| Voice calling in the night
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| And I’m watching the curtain
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| Rising on a whole new set of dreams
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| The world is waiting
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| Like a Lake Superior gale
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| A locomotive
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| Racing along the rail
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| It’ll sweep you away
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| But you know that you’re never alone
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| Little seahorse
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| Floating on a primal tide
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| Quickening like a
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| Spark in a haystack side
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| I already love you
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| And I don’t even know who you are |