welcome me father on the North shores of Lapland
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welcome me father who knows no name
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welcome me mother the earth here is yawning
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my body is shaking for want of a flame
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down here
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got to laugh
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the kickback is ligtening
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drowning
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got to laugh
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this whole mess is frightening
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a follower of the pollen path
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the pollen path
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welcome me father
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the lava is rising
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welcome me mother
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and give me your name
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we've drunk from this wellspring
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too too long
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dividing the hours
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to measure the time
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we've lived with this heartache
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too too long
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numbering what's yours what's mine
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we've harbored this sadness so long
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nursing a voice
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just sing us our songs
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raising a voice
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to sing our songs
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Pollen path
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David Sylvian |