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  1. Sabalon

From the recording Red Lips

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Sabalon


Don’t look for me
I’ve gone to Sabalan
I’ve gone away
I am nearing Mount Sabalan
Where I won’t search for you
Where you won’t find me

Big bright hands small black eyes
With these hands I built the hideout

I have a cage my home sweet home
I’m learning the language of birds
I live alone right by the lake
I climb peaks and touch the sun

Big bright hands, small black eyes
With these hands I built the hideout
Comet legs thirsty for trust
Changing styles few times a day

I look for you
Your coat is not here
I search for you everywhere
Don’t send these postcards
I know that life goes on

Don’t look for me
Cause I’ve gone to Sabalan
I live alone on Mt Sabalon
I change my clothes few times a day
I am the dormant fire here
I eat my lunch at the snowcap’s call
Speaking the language of the bird

Don’t look for me
But if you do
I sit down by the tree
Near the blue lake
The white you see
Is my graying hair
My small black eyes and
Big red hands
The snow is forever here

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