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These berries are eyes
Your eyes, my eyes
Birds turn their necks
Stare at them, long for them

For the neck is a fruit
Your neck, my neck
These fruits turn their youth
And they're scratching without hands
These berries are eyes   Your eyes, my eyes   Birds turn their necks   Stare at them, long for them      For the neck is a fruit   Your neck, my neck   These fruits turn their youth   And they're scratching without hands