@ transcribed by Alan Ezust and Jon Drukman and other members of the
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Our lady on the blacony in black and red the band plays stronger
Spinning back we tread on broken glass our heels dig harder
I circle round inside your belt I felt your heart race faster
Our eyes met with the eyes fixed in the sky
All seeing, knowing, probing, to the bottom of our souls
On tear garden
You shivered we cowered in the corner
We watch the arms go flying rigid heard them call his name again
Pressed our hands to our ears we waited for the rain
Waiting for the gentle rain to fall on tear garden