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Pull the strands across.
Right here.
I will sing for you.
What might you tell me
that I haven't heard before?
A sound, a song that doesn’t yet exist,
waiting for the two of us to find it.
Pull the strands across.
Right here.
I will sing for you.
What might you tell me
that I haven't heard before?
A sound, a song that doesn’t yet exist,
waiting for the two of us to find it.