| Let me lie across your crescent spine
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| Press my belly to the mountainside
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| Glorious, our earthly bodies rise
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| Fall and rise
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| The wineskin and my eyes are dry
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| Though the spirit and truth abide
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| When you stir throughout the wakeless night
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| Stir and sigh
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| Oh, oh
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| Oh, I am a union
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| Oh
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| Doot, doot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
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| Doot, doot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
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| Doot, doot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
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| Without joy, I left without recourse
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| I approached the giants who came before us
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| And in a resurrected voice
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| I can conjure up a soundless void
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| And, baby, lay your head
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| Where we begin and end
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| Oh, oh
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| Oh, I am a union
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| Oh
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| Doot, doot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
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| Doot, doot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
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| Doot, doot, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo |