She opened up
Her sleepy lungs
Let out a howl
Stepped off the rungs
The ladder blew away
In streams
The answers came
Within her dreams
She is a wild one
Through and through
A child of God
The morning dew
She found her voice
Within the dark
And held onto
That willful spark
She took them back
The gold and rain
She strung the pearls
And rose again
She is a wild one
Through and through
A child of God
The morning dew
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