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Guardian
I was a witness to a watermark moon A cold blue eye over Arizona Looking down on red Sedona Burning below
Oh and here I go again Wearing out the wings of my guardian She won't let me descend tonight
I made new plans In between the stars and the sand Over that canyon country A sneaky angel arsonist Was lighting me up like desert brush in the wind
And then I was gone again Wearing out the wings of my guardian When she speaks to me I'd be crazy, crazy not to believe
I must admit I felt a little bit lost out there It felt a little like nowhere But this energy keeps finding me Turning my blood into mercury And then I'm gone...
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