It was all just a little bit too good to be true
All you ever wanted was a bit of attention
The hawkers were out there
Selling tickets to the show
And you need someone to hold your hand
I saw two horse dancing in the field
And the white horses roll on the ocean
And I don't which I would rather be
Coming in land with a thousand others
Or just stuck with one single lover
No one is truly free, why would you want to be
Freedom means unbearable loneliness
And that is no fun
But it that versus responsibility of family
And duty and honour of marital service
Do what your body is designed for
There's an intellectual struggle for the woman in society
What does it mean to go against nature, God's will
It means the destruction of the world
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