"Now Suzanne takes your hand / And she leads you to the river / She is wearing rags and feathers / From Salvation Army counters / And the sun pours down like honey / On our lady of the harbor / And she shows you where to look / Among the garbage and the flowers / There are heroes in the seaweed / There are children in the morning ./ They are leaning out for love / And they will lean that way forever / While Suzanne holds the mirror / And you want to travel with her / And you want to travel blind / And you know that you can trust her / For she's touched your perfect body with her mind"
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