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She peeled from a stretch black snake
Which slipped up to the hotel door.
Darting looks from piercing eyes -
The stir of memory and then no more.
Well, you know how I have to believe -
She can almost remember my name.
Chorus :
It's been a long time coming, babe -
Long time loose amongst foreign hills -
Shaking my faith in this free will.
Years ago in a coastal town,
Mosquitoes buzzed in her hair.
Schooldress torn and bare feet brown -
Then the rains came and she wasn't there.
You're closing your doors on me
When you had almost remembered my name.
Chorus.
Sharp points in an ink-black sky -
Faint words collide, then are lost.
I'll follow you beneath this dome -
Win you back at any cost.
I know we were children then,
But you can almost remember my name.
It's been a long time coming, babe -
Long time loose amongst foreign hills -
Well, let's be children, still -
Don't shake my faith in this free will.
Don't shake my faith in this free will.
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