Watery rubber boots
On the field of moss
Inside the boots weary legs
Of the man I always meet
Swamp full of mist
Icy embrace
Nothing left of
Sense of direction
[Chorus:]
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Watery rubber boots
On the field of moss
Inside the boots weary legs
Of the man I always meet
Swamp full of mist
Icy embrace
Nothing left of
Sense of direction
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