Bright Eyes. Lifted Or The Story Is In The Soil, Keep Your Ear To The Ground. Nothing Get's Crossed Out. Bright Eyes. Levantada o la historia está en el suelo, mantener su oído a la tierra. Que nada se ha cruzado de salida.
...I hope that you'll pick me out I long to be found, the grass grew high, I laid down Now I'll wait for a hand to lift me up, help me stand I've been laying
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