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Mar 2013
Move your body move your mind
Still your heart Still your mind


My mind it moves my body
My body moves my mind
My mind it moves
Be still this heart
Beat
Beat my body
Bring my mind out from the inside




I won't crawl my way to your feet at the head of the table
Begging for scraps

I won't walk to your door with the world behind me chanting slogans
With a list of demands

I won't stand up in the middle of class, shaking
And say what was really going on when he painted that

I won't hold you close when we're alone
Whispering there's nothing left for me here

I won't apologize
I'll welcome my sentence

I'll gladly walk to the other side
Find a place to lie

Maybe make some money making nice things
Moving when the ground gives way to the weight of those standing around doing nothing




Move your body move your mind
Still your heart Still your mind


My mind it moves my body
My body moves my mind
My mind it moves
Be still this heart
Beat
Beat my body
Bring my mind out from the inside
M Seifert M
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M Seifert M  Midwest
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