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I hear you've got a child somewhere A castaway; a little ape A drift on the waves And if I was a servant girl Would you treat me the same? Blow the dust from my grave? Keep the IV in me? Chase the critters away? You mother was of a crippled heart Lost her crutch in the dark Crawled a mile too far Washed up by the beach Now she tends to the sea Starfish, anemone Other misplaced things (Repeat) She bends by degrees so gracefully Picking up twigs, wild seeds It's all the same to me (Repeat)
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