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She's Mine - Brett Dennen
Well the witches stare with
Their limbs akimbo
Silhouettes of statues up in the window
Call me to come
Here with a crooked crescendo
But i don't
Devotees dance among
The pantomime on the promenade
Into a tabernacle on the lawn
But i don't follow
Because she's mine
She's mine she's mine all mine
Yeah she's mine mine mine mmm
Midnight moved across the people's park
And i fled the fire like a spinning spark
Up onto a porch in the dark
She was waiting right there for me
She knows that my hands are empty
As i go past the mothers of envy
And i don't have to fumble in the
Dark for my keys
I believe she's mine
She's mine she's mine all mine
Yeah she's mine mine mine mmm
The pupils gather in the yard
Around the pulpit made of cards
And waited for their leader's words
But his words didn't make much sense
His mouth spat out a fist of daggers
And his tongue swirled in a southern swagger
And i looked at all the people gathered
But they were all in a trance
And she's mine she's mine
She's mine all mine
Yeah she's mine mine mine mmm
I was thrown before the court of canes
Tossed my soul to the furnace flames
Where all my heros had been slain
Exiled or put in prison
Because they rose above the mess
And because their power posed a threat
And because they spoke of something else
When everybody else didn't
The music fills the space between
The deities and the prophecies
Of our bodies pressed seamlessly
Silent in the shade
She looks at me so fearlessly
And i take it all too seriously
But it all becomes so clear to me
And makes me understand
That she's mine she's mine
She's mine all mine
Yeah she's mine mine mine mmm
Yeah she's mine all mine
All mine all mine
Yeah she's mine mine mine mmm
Yeah she's mine mine mine mmm
Yeah she's mine
