Ditties by Deviva
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BABYLONIA
I may seem like some kind of Babylonia to you…
Wrapped in purple with clinking gold round my wrist Perhaps the sins of an ancient nation run through me
But so does the hope of many horizons not yet attained
 I’m here for you to turn me inside out
Fearful of the darkness that sucks me into myself  I’m here for you to try to pull me out

BABYLONIA

I may seem like some kind of Babylonia to you…

Wrapped in purple with clinking gold round my wrist

Perhaps the sins of an ancient nation run through me

But so does the hope of many horizons not yet attained


I’m here for you to turn me inside out

Fearful of the darkness that sucks me into myself

I’m here for you to try to pull me out

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