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Woman don’t
Woman...don't...
Don’t jump
Woman you remind me of the echoes
From the east-west winds
Woman that ledge your on ain’t really a ledge at all
Reality within and around says you’re really on a ridge
You’re on a sierra
I don’t know how you don’t know by now
That all you do glows more than gold
You shimmer more than any fantasy
And unless you sprouted gills and fins
Last time I looked you were on dry land
Sowing things that grow and grow
It's the natural law of the common man
To be blind by the seven seas
To not see reality