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We gather medicine for heartache So we can act a fool It's incomplete without you The silver soul is running through It's a vision, complete illusion, yeah The needle along the spinning wheel Collecting silver coil It gathers heat without you Whether or not you're turned from it It's a quick turn to let it figure out It is happening again The bodies lying in the sand, They're moving in the dark It is so quick to let us We feel it move through our skin It's a sickness, a manic weakness, yeah It is happening again