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This song tumbled out of my pen upon waking one morning....

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Go!
she plays drum she wants love she wants the love of my drum
she insists on wanting me needing me , needing my love
she says she's leaving soon leaving home , leaving me tomorrow
she's packed up her bags said her goodbyes bye bye
this merry go round sweet time hot sex play time heart break time over and over
could be sally , anne or jane all I know is that it’s happening again
another ride on the circus

cry
I cry alone I cry on my pillow I want an excuse
I cry out her name in the heat of the moment ( hot )
cry for the joy of it the unity of it heart felt bonding all night along
cry, as she turns her back as she's spinning round to face me looking out from her eyes

want
we say we want love but we run , find the exit and leave
we change out hearts and minds again , run a little faster , bouncing back.....( the motion caresses me)
we want contact , close physical contact drink, in your sweat and your fun
we must want pain ‘cause we always seem to end up with it again and again
always seem to end up with it again and again

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from The Private Life of Clowns, released January 1, 1997

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Karen Hunter Auckland, New Zealand

New Zealander Kāren Hunter uses guitar, voice, mandolin and loops to create heart charged soundscapes that draw deep from the well of our collective spirit.
These are love songs to Papatuānuku / Mother Earth, freshly baked under the fire of Ranginui / Sky Father.

Each album has it's own role in her collection, from rootsy songs, Celtic dub to Yoga music, Kāren is a diverse and eclectic composer.
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