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CANTANTE: Cats Are Aliens
TITULO:Parable
At the bottom of the garden i see you in robes of flowing stone and though i doubt your hands are holy you see through me as if i were a ghost You invite me in your favour, in high fever entering the fold and i feel myself becoming, believing returning from the cold i would kiss your feet if you ask just to bask in your everlasting glow but will i still be in your favour, my saviour if i turn from this road? if i turn from this road... At the bottom of the garden i see you, the one i love the most and though i know your hands can heal me you walk through me as if you were a ghost as if you were a ghost... Nail me, nail me nail me then let me down again i wanna hear the crowd appealing, "we love him, let him down oh let him on down, c'mon let him down please let him down..."
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