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Muriel was born on a
Cold afternoon in November
84 years ago, changing the world with a cry
Reading the lines on her face
So much to remember
Her

flow? (Yeah)
Through your heart into your soul?
There's nothing I can do no more
Honey I am on my own (yeah)

Just kiss me baby
And everything will

My heart and my soul survive
Heating of her wholesome fire 
Embodied by silver lands
She will carry me high

cnd if it was, if it goes then it might

so cold and agile
And a life never seemed less vital and fragile

With a heart that's beating
Louder than my own
I watch a girl they call Kezia
I