Tennis Solar On The Rise

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I will be your history
I'll be the blame
Like the sacred mysteries
They're all the same.

Dark ...
That throw their fragrance round
Roots that clutch ... through the dust
Below the ground.

Silver moon is turning
Now I feel the glow.

Lift your bellies high
My solar on the rise. [x2]

See a miracle
But my baby don't believe
If that gift is a given
You better not receive.

There's a hymn within
Singing all the end.

Lift your bellies high
My solar on the rise. [x6]