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Lyrics:
After all the flames In the morning Quiet ashes fell For hours and hours And in the morning rise We planted our skin Like a seed in the ground
So we dug ourselves a hole And planted all our skin Like a seed in the ground To grow again
Where the fireweeds grow Where the fireweeds grow Where the fireweeds grow
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