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Kate Bush The Red Shoes

The song of Solomon The song of everyone Who walks the path Of the solitary heart The soul cries out Hear a woman singing Don't want your bullshit, yeah

Oh she move like the diva do I said "I'd love to dance like you" She said "Just take off my red shoes Put them on and your dream'll come true" With no

And you huh? You do huh? We let it in We give it out And in the end What's it all about? It must be love I give you my I give you my You give me your

Split me open With devotion You put your hands in And rip my heart out Eat the music Does he conceal What he really feels? He's a woman at heart And

We take all the telescopes and we turn them inside out And we point them away from the big sky Push your eye right up to the glass now And here we'll

{Oh thou, who gives sustenance to the universe From whom all things proceed To whom all things return Unveil to us the face of the true spiritual sun

Oh she move like the Diva do I said "I'd love to dance like you." She said "just take off my red shoes Put them on and your dream'll come true With

Oh she move like the Diva do I said 'I'd love to dance like you.' She said 'just take off my red shoes Put them on and your dream'll come true With no

Oh big stripey lie moving Like a wavy line Coming up behind All young gentle dreams drowning In life's grief Can you hang on me? Don't want to