Starving and fine
I could see your ribs but
We were all right
The spirit came on us
I was seeing you and me
In the horizon
I was holding you close
Like the truth hold you tight
The spirit came on us
The cupboard was empty
We were all right
The fields burnt to the ground
Our hearts were alight
Open feeble hand looking right
City of our hope fills our eyes
The truth and the love and the life
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