She dreams in full with black-tarred hands of gold,
And the fire lights,
fa fa fire lights,
In her heart are closed,
She imagines,
Imagines herself in royalty,
Wake up girl your night terrors are dreams,
Take this golden arrow shoot it forward,
Babe your terrors will cease to fly,
Run on home to mama,
Kiss your papa,
Its time to enter into the fold,
Take this golden arrow shoot it forward,
Babe your terrors will cease to fly,
Run on home to mama,
Kiss your papa,
Its time to enter into the fold,
She paints the brick,
Until her soul is sold,
And the polka dots,
Pa pa polka dots,
In her soul are full,
Well she paints the brick,
And tries to finish school,
But if the loved stoned droughts,
Don’t kick her out of school,
Take this golden arrow shoot it forward,
Babe your terrors will cease to fly,
Run on home to mama,
Kiss your papa,
Its time to enter into the fold,
Take this golden arrow shoot it forward,
Babe your terrors will cease to fly,
Run on home to mama,
Kiss your papa,
Its time to enter into the fold,
Take this golden arrow shoot it forward,
Babe your terrors will cease to fly,
Run on home to mama,
Kiss your papa,
Its time to enter into the fold.
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