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Mar 2014
Daughter, you're screaming in your mind.
Water, you're bathing in the sun.
Daughter, you have you're mother's eyes
and the water, is coming up so fast.

Water, someone save this burning house.
Water, you'll learn to live without.

But you don't just call and find somebody,
don't just fall and find somebody else.

Cornered, honey your hands are open wide.
Daughter, I see that you have your mother's eyes.

But you don't just call and find somebody,
don't just fall and find somebody else.
James Bell
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James Bell  England
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