Shaolin Monk Motherfunk

Follow my love
 Follow my love
 Drop into, drop into
 Drop into this, or I'll be swinging it solo
 Drop into this, drop into this
 Drop into this or I'll be swinging it solo
 The lines on your palm cry out to be cloaked
 With the steady compass of my own
 My constellations burn to be strung to yours
 Almighty dot to dot
 So drop into this, so drop into this
 So drop into this, or I'll be swinging it solo
 So drop into this, honey, help me swim right through this
 So drop into this, or I'll be swinging it solo
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 In this heat don't doubt, I own the hour
 White ochre shower
 Howling as it falls to find the form
 Of dust once more
 In this heat don't doubt, I own the hour
 White ochre shower
 Howling as it falls to find the form
 Of dust once more
 In this heat don't doubt, I own the hour
 White ochre shower
 Howling as it falls to find the form
 Of dust once more
 As time fleets, don't tire, your hands in mine
 As time fleets, don't tire, your hands in mine
 As time fleets, don't tire, your hands in mine
 As time fleets, don't tire, your hands in mine
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 So drop into this, so drop into this, huh
 So drop into this, or I'll be swinging it solo
 So drop into this, honey, help me swim right through this
 So drop into this, or I'll be swinging it solo, ha-ha