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Christa Couture
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The Slaughter
Cryptographer working to encipher
does she know that when I think of her all the words get caught up in my chest?
Encoded this message in a stolen kiss
all I want is to return it, over prairies, over Rockies west
Sigh, oh my my
call me Dione's daughter
and lay, go on and lay me down on the stone for slaughter
an offering
Cartographer illustrates the picture south of the equator
building on an educated guess
He draws the lines linear and serpentine
says 'I'll show you yours, you'll show me mine
and we the undersigned vow to do our best'
Sigh, oh my my
call me Dione's daughter
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and lay, go on and lay me down on the stone for slaughter
an offering
Morning graces the land
Our glorious hands
our glorious hands
Morning praise for the sun
Our rapturous tongues
our rapturous tongues
Morning graces the land
Our glorious hands
our glorious hands
Morning praise for the sun
Our rapturous tongues
our rapturous tongues
Yeah morning
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