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Come to the river bed where all the little turquoise boys are crying
And all the little crimson girls are waiting for their miracle to happen.
And he could change,
the blood rose from dripping.
How much for this one?
Another turn & the ice was thin.
Down at the car wash was the man who promised everything to his Jesus
Each icicle that falls can pierce the heart of someone else's sadness.
And who can change the blood rose from dripping?
How much for this one?
Another turn & the ice was thin.
Only three pennies and my life savings
And I would so easily give it all up
So come to the river bed where all the little turquoise boys are crying
And all the little crimson girls are waiting for their miracle to happen.
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