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Morning's perfect face Leans in close with lips of grace Trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe The cadence falling sighs The rhythm in Mirth's thighs When I was a single cell My heart was cast already, and even When I was a spirit waiting My prints were etched in flesh Fourteen candle souls Warm December's coming cold Innocence we lost Froze in winter's frost When I was a single cell My heart was cast already, and even When I was a spirit waiting My prints were etched in flesh I'll meet you on the mountain We'll shout at the city And I'll light you again When I was a single cell SongtexteThe die was cast already, and even And when I was a sprit waiting I left fingerprints on the scene When I was your past-life love I left fingerprints on your seam Aus Songtexte Mania