Morning prayers took the girl unawares
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She was late for class and she knew it
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The broadcaster had a voice that was soothing
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She couldn't tell if it was a man or woman
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A patch of sun fell onto her desk
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She put her head on her arms on her neck
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The lesson today was Acts of Apostles
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The crazy hippies, they're running scared
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She shut her eyes and imagined the desert
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No cars, no mobiles, just sun and bread
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What would she look like standing by the well?
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More like a women and less like a girl
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¡°Oh, if I could make sense of it all!
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I wish that I could sing
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I'd stay in a melody
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I would float along in my everlasting song
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What would I do to believe?¡±
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Later on she plays Morning Has Broken
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She knows she's bad
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She is slowing everybody down
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The choirmaster, usually a bastard, knows her mother's sick
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He'll be nice to her
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She thinks that she shouldn't be there at all
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Her worries make everything else seem trivial
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¡°Oh, if I could make sense of it all!
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I wish that I could sing
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I'd stay in a melody
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I would float along in my everlasting song
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What would I do to believe?¡±
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Act Of The Apostle Part 1
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Belle & Sebastian |