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A churring tribe of insects on the mountainside
Orchestrate a humid symphony
The buzzing flows from my fingers to my toes
Strikes a pulse with the rope bridge's sway
One year has passed since i lain her in the grass
Bound by a lantern
The mystic said it would raise her from the dead
Give her a year and a setting sun
My eyes adjust to this velvet touch of dusk
The trail ahead exhales a pinpoint flame
Here comes my wife
She's from the other side of life
Dripping lace as the rope bridge sways
Her lantern light
So comforting this night
One year I've waited
To see her dress glow a midnight silhouette
Soft aching angel broke by life
Broke by life
Broke by life
Broke by
As the rope bridge sways (through)
Decaying summer days
Secret hands of blood and ice
Sway the bridge into the night
As the rope bride sways
The burns are gone from her face
Forbidden measures brought her up
But God gave the will to love
Tra la la la la la
Tra la la la la la
Tra la la la la la
Tra la la la la la
Tra la la la la la
Tra la la la la la
Tra la la la la la
Tra la la la la la
I hear her swaying
I feel her swaying
Her hips are swaying
Our bridge is swaying
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