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no new is good news just as long as I'm lying here with you, and though we're fools, still I went just to hold you. in my mind are these rolling hills, and these green green fields, the fog is everywhere and I'll always remember because you were there. terra-cotta woman my celtic queen, you work with clay giving form its birth. to shape this day you have turned to the earth. terra-cotta woman, my celtic queen. and when I get home, I want to unplug the phone, turn the lamp down low. because no new is good news just as long as I am staying here with you. and though we're fools, still I want to hold you. terra-cotta woman my celtic queen, you work with clay giving form its bearth. to shape this day, you have turned to the earth. terra- cotta woman my celtic queen. © copyright 2000
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Dec 20, 2012
Dec 20, 2012 at 6:26 AM UTC
Celtic Queen
no new is good news just as long as I'm lying here with you, and though we're fools, still I went just to hold you. in my mind are these rolling hills, and these green green fields, the fog is everywhere and I'll always remember because you were there. terra-cotta woman my celtic queen, you work with clay giving form its birth. to shape this day you have turned to the earth. terra-cotta woman, my celtic queen. and when I get home, I want to unplug the phone, turn the lamp down low. because no new is good news just as long as I am staying here with you. and though we're fools, still I want to hold you. terra-cotta woman my celtic queen, you work with clay giving form its bearth. to shape this day, you have turned to the earth. terra- cotta woman my celtic queen. © copyright 2000
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New Scotland
Dec 20, 2012
Dec 20, 2012 at 6:26 AM UTC
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