Wrote a letter to you and threw it away Spirit tried to call me without words to say Sister can you tell me if it's gonna be ok The chains and bangles were ringing aloud Calling out without a sound She had witchcraft She drank from the craft Her eyes are the opening to the soul Where spirits lie and secrets can be told Make her an offer your fortune can be sold The chains and bangles were ringing aloud Calling out without a sound She had witchcraft She drank from the craft
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