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Am i essential
Can i be someone
Can i be anyone i like
Am i celestial
Can i be real
I know how it feels
To be dressed up in flesh
Move between
All i've been
And all that's next to follow
Drawn to earth
I need my birth
For all it's worth
Tired of miles of choirs of angels
Am i descending
Into the water
Beautiful daughter
Oh sweet baby-boy
Move between
All i've been
And all that's next to follow
Drawn to earth
I need my birth
For all it's worth
Tired of miles of choirs of angels
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