.We were sitting round a dying fire
Somebody lit incense
Somebody lit a cigarette
And passed a bottle around
It was just strawberry season
Backbreaking pickers in the patches
Everythings burning down to ashes
And down to the ground
She's saving me
I don't even thin.
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