On a clear day
I see your face
Under the ridge, that’s where it is
Ooooh…that’s where it is
Into the hole
That’s where you go
You’re holding your heart
Back to the start
Oooh slow to the kill
I couldn’t tell
Under your heart
Nobody knows where it will end
If it will shout
Oooh slow to the kill
I couldn’t tell
Slow to the kill….slow to the kill…
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