She's a gentle bell, she's a cat eye
A gold breath on a wire
Sing soft sail in the other room
A red hot cleansing fire
And my cold feet warm in a straight line
Dancing Spanish hands
And all my heart retires far early
Away the foreign land, away these foreign lands
She's a yellow girl, she's a sunflower
A thin wind, well mind lead
Glass like sea for miles and miles
A book to love to read
And the long haul rolling on the shadow side
Regardless where I stand
And all my heart retires far early
Away these foreign lands, all away the foreign lands
Now mark these days of that constant fade
Wilt among the wars
Big ones, we all suffer from
The small ones, mine, of yours
Now I'll throw no coin on grand design
I cannot understand
And all my heart retires far early
Away the foreign land, away these foreign lands
Now let kind words surround her mind
And gift her sorrow flight
Give the new eyed sleep of babes
Then let her softly rise
To see the morning brush the blinds
Behind no greater plan
And all my heart retires far early
Away these foreign lands, all away these foreign lands
Away these foreign lands

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