Standing so tall/ The ground behind
No trespassers/ On every floor
A garden swing/ And another door
She makes it clear/ That everything is hers
A place of abode
Not far from here
Ms. Van de Veer
All that belongs to/ No one sees
Curtains that waver/ When evening falls
Enclosed by faces/ Smothered by wood
Who stands behind/ The shadows of the trees
A place of abode
Not far from here
Ms. Van de Veer
Standing so tall/ But no one sees
No trespassers/ When evening falls
A garden swing/ Smothered by wood
She makes it clear/ The shadows of the trees
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