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It started slowly |
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First a finger then a thumb |
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Matilda started disappearing in front of everyone |
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No one noticed how translucent she become |
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As one by one it started softly |
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First a fumble then a kiss |
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In all his dreams he?d never seen perfection like this |
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No one noticed her hand tied as it is |
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As one by one the walkers left the park |
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And one by one the electric lights went dark |
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And one by one he buried her down in this hall |
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I?ve got nothing to fear |
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Somebody knows |
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That I?m hiding down here |
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If I wiggle my toes, they gonna come find me |
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If I wiggle my toes, I?m gonna get free |
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It started slowly |
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Like a joining up of dots |
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Dolly on a doorstep and an empty cardboard box |
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The choir yawning as the final penny drops |
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As one by one we called her name out loud |
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One by one we strained to hear a sound |
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And one by one our torch beam shown down in this hall |
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I?ve got nothing to fear |
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Somebody knows |
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That I?m hiding down here |
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If I wiggle my toes, they gonna come find me |
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Somebody knows that I?m under these stones |
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They gonna come find me |