.All eyes ablaze
We saw her in the old light, whoa, in the old light
Seventy years to fly closer to sunlight, whoa, to the sunlight
She sings to the stereo, making dirty pictures with her hands in the lamplight
And knows where the mourners go
We'll sing a coronet, bringing her back fro.
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