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Eyes closed knees on the floor
Hunched over bells in a row
Kneeling, waiting perfectly still
Mallets hanging perfectly still
Waiting to make a sound
Someday somehow
You'll make a sound
Eyes closed knees on the floor
Hunched over bells in a row
Kneeling, waiting perfectly still
Mallets hanging perfectly still
Waiting to make a sound
Someday somehow
You'll make a sound