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From: general lee <et-lee@ux4.cso.uiuc.edu> She Bangs The Drums
EI can feel the eAarth begin to mEove I hear my neAedle hit the groDove
And spiral through another day
I hear my song begin to Esay Kiss me whAere the sun don't shinEe The past was yoAurs But the future's miDne You're all out of time
I don't feel too steady on my feet I feel hollow I feel weak Passion fruit and holy bread Fill my guts and ease my head Through the early morning sun I can see her here she comes She bangs the drums
AHave you seDen her have you heAard The way she pDlays there are no wAords To descrDibe the way I feEel AHow could it eDver come to pAass She'll be the fiDrst she'll be the laAst To desDcribe the way I fEeel The way I feAel
Have you seen her have you heard The way she plays there are no words To describe the way I feel How could it ever come to pass She'll be the first she'll be the last To describe the way I feel The way I feel Have you seen her have you heard The way she plays there are no words To describe the way I feel How could it ever come to pass She'll be the first she'll be the last To describe the way I feel The way I feel GENE ET-LEE@UX4.CSO.UIUC.EDU PLEASE POST ADDITION/CORRECTION/COMMENTS TO THIS ADDRESS. THANKS