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She lay beside me like a branch from a tender willow treeI was as still, as still as a river could beWhen a rococo zephyr swept over her and meShe watched the water ripple ripple ripple ripple lightLight watched the water ripple ripple ripple ripple sheI did some kind of dance, jaunty as a beeI tried to look my best, a finch in wild mint vestA fiercer force had wrenched her from where she used to beI caught and caressed the length of her, a tender willow branch floating on meWell maybe this was all, was all meant to beMaybe this is all, is all that meant to beA rococo zephyr crept up and stepped over her and meWell I used to be sort of blindNow I can sort of see Aus Songtexte Mania