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Dreams In The Hollow
Jesca Hoop
Dreams In The Hollow

Cross the sea 
Her dancing broken dream 
So I’m lacing up, I’m lacing up 
For musing starts and broken hearts 
The most courageous beauty 
So I’m lacing up 
Mother’s milk, ribbed silk 
Chalk’s in the hall tree 
Ragged toe shoes, broken toe 
Relevé, turn and pray 
For mother’s broken dancer 


Eartha Kitt makes one hell of an entrance in Timbuktu!