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Ribbon

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There's a low yellow light
It embraces her eyes
And she mourns upon her glass
As it's empty

Then she takes a silken ribbon
And she ties her hair like that
And she dances with the ribbon
As it's shaking

There's a low yellow ribbon
And it's shaking
It embraces her eyes
And they're empty

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