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Little girl in a northern town Let my hair grow long, let my heart be found Late to bed, early to rise In the waking hours she set her eyes To the window that faced the water Burning hearts to empty hands Tearing through town with older men While the city boys found quiet girls And they built them homes at the edge of the world With windows that face the water Just stay and try a few more years Sand to stone, and disappеar These days are prison walls but thе nights are mine Like the little cracks that reach for open skies Are windows that face the water It's getting late she's heading home Skirts the shore and stands alone Turns to curse the rushing tide And walks toward the harbour lights That sparkle like stars on the water