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I smoke
myself into a haze in the afternoon
Enveloped heart and the air is cool
Put on your dress, white Goddess
And settle in as the weather folds
In the slow haze of the afternoon
Swaying hips made like a gun
Blackest sails
The most beautiful star in the world
In the air
On my tongue
Before my eyes
Beyond the stars
Beneath the sun
So take me in your arms again
Lead me in my dreams again
So what is it worth, I'll sell my soul
What is it worth, Only you know.
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Band, song and film, please.
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