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Sitting on her hands buried deep in the dirt

Ripping up the roots even though it may hurt

Her chest is red and raw

But it's open to the new rainfall

Finding space in her breathing with her eyelids closed

Dancing in the mirror wearing nothing but her toes

Cause when she moves her body

You can't separate her from the flow

It hurts to be open

But it's much worse to be closed

Oh, don't it feel so good

To stand out in the sunny cold

I'm a lover, yes

I'm a giver, yes

It's time to give myself, myself a rest

Oh, oh

Oh, oh

Oh, oh

Oh

Naked in the rain that fell from her eyes

Soft as the lavender growing on her thighs

She waited for her hands

To turn into grandmother wise

Her heart is a hawk that fills up the sky

Aching and shaking but fly, oh she is fly

She's made out of charcoal and words

She is made out of light

It hurts to be open

But it's much worse to be closed

Oh, don't it feel so good

To stand out in the sunny cold

I'm a lover, yes

I'm a giver, yes

It's time to give myself, myself a rest

Oh, oh

Oh, oh

Oh, oh

Oh

Hold onto

Hold onto my palms and we'll dance

Hold onto my palms, hold on

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Hold onto

Hold onto my palms and we'll dance

Hold onto my palms, hold on

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah