| The electric heart shines for you
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| It’s given up sparks, but that’s nothing new
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| The electric heart spins its lightning web
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| The spider sparkle lights the way ahead
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| I eat the biscuits, a gift for her
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| I eat the fishes, they got no fur
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| The open road oh God’s final town
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| I’ll take a little sip from its high drip
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| The earth hurts sky say your name
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| The earth was dry until you came
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| A little baby begins to grow
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| A happy belly begins to glow
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| The electric sky combing in the snow
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| He’s always high he’s a gentle soul
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| My winter friends with Christmas legs
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| And cold, cold beards and frozen heads
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| We keep them shiny
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| We keep them shone
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| Cause though they’re tiny, they’re valuable
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| I’ve lost my nails, but that’s nothing new
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| And goddamn thumbs thumbs, goddamn you
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| And if all else fails as all else do
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| There’s someone else for sure will take my place
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| Now flung from dreams your voice reappears
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| And it almost sings like you’re almost here
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| Singing an ancient chant, spreads his dusty lens
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| And I’m coming in, in my head
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| Electric heart sang for us
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| Shining love |