Fragments spinning in the waves The sea is dreaming of shining caves A drop of petal rings the bell In the corner of Heaven of my Little Nell
Words from the vine and essence flow A teardrop turns in its fall to a glow And Thelma sings her sing song show To the mother that lost her before she did grow
And her wintered feet now shim and shine As she sings from one to ninety-nine And her wintered feet now shim and shine As she sings from one to ninety-nine
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And her wintered feet now shim and shine As she sings from one to ninety-nine And her wintered feet now shim and shine As she sings from one to ninety-nine