Glow Worm...
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Mark Heathcote
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Glowworm holds me in your fires blood
You're cloying light squelching in the mud
I hear your heart in the stillness of a beat
Because my love nearer fails to live or die
I feel it; within every footfall, I walk the street.
Glowworm crushed beneath my feet
I tell a lie, my hearts too dull, too weak.
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