[00:25.980]She moves like water over England
[00:32.370]And carves her footprints in the earth.
[00:38.840]She feels like wind to a sailor
[00:45.210]And like a candle on the hearth
[00:54.170]Elemental
[02:00.520]She sounds like poetry to a blind man
[02:06.350]Step, step, stepping from the pages of a book.
[02:13.300]Comes on as smooth as the truth in high fidelity
[02:22.260]Sharper than a look.
[02:27.000]Elemental
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