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The fabric between your hooves, an extension of you, flows

Singing pretty melodies under the sun you know

As you move along the plane, it's the love

that will keep you in the game

You couldn't be more proud

You fix your eyes on brighter sights

and you give, and you give

The seams are holding together your dreams...

There are holes in everything!

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Bend your legs into this dirt

Let's understand dirt,

let's find where dirt hurts

Royal curls, that's what they called you, girl

Let's understand curls,

let's find where-

(Oh, you call this thing a heart

Baby, there's something that's worse than dirt

Consumed by selfish thoughts

"Save me", you call to the girl you hurt

Oh, you call this courtly love

Baby, you sure got a lot to learn

Used to be so beautiful

Makes me sad to see you alone)

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Now things are looking up!

Every stitch brings you closer

Each piece a new frame to build upon

The foundations of castles that fall from the sky

But hold still!

There's an echo standing guard at your wake

Be still!

Do you want the hues to be swapped again?

Before you know it it'll be time to rearrange!

Tiempo tras tu partida

Qué orgullo mirar atrás y ver el trabajo de tu vida

Crecer sobre lo que se quedó atrás

Cuéntame de tus amigas

Cuéntame sobre cuando su historia se dio por vencida

Y el querer sucumbió ante el querer volar

Tales of old love hang from the hems of your dresses

Tell me, is there a way to recover

the luster lost somewhere along the way?

Tell me, what happened to harmony?

Generosity used to radiate beauty;

excited states of fabulous energy!

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It is this life she wants, these are the friends she loves

You find they are good ones, make this the best ever

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Tightly with a double thread, each stitch knotted

If I am on the table stick me with a needle

I keep your hoofsies warm, restore my woof and warp

This matter is so supple, take me for example

A pattern or a puzzle, Riemann or Rapunzel

Shapeless without a body

If you only knew what all this cost

What she gave up just to save her art

What is fashion, fashion without love?

Like an odradek, a spool without purpose

There are holes in every last dress

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Do you not like this color?

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