fugitive

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fugitive
(The Indigo Girls, from "Swamp Ophelia"

I'm harboring a fugitive a defector of a kind she lives in my soul drinks of my wine and i'd give my last breath to keep us alive

are they coming for us with cameras or guns we don't know which but we gotta run you say this is not what i bargained for

so hide yourself for me

we swore to ourselves we'd go to the end of the world but i got caught up in the whirl and the twirl of it all a day in the sun dancing alone baby i'm so sorry

now it's coming to you the lessones i've learned won't do you any good you've got to get burned oh the curse and the blessing they're one in the same baby it's all such a treacherous gain

hide yourself from me i said hide yourself from me all for me

i stood without clothes danced in the sand i was aching with freedom kissing the damned i said remember this as how it should be

baby i said it's all in our heads got to learn to respect what we don't understand we are fortunate ones fortunate ones i swear

so hide yourself for me i will hide myself for you all for you

i stood without clothes danced in the sand i was aching with freedom kissing the damned i said remember this as how it should be.