She wakes up, a jungle is her house
Ruins in need of all her care
At home, she stays with wild creatures living there
Through her eyes, the windows to her soul
There lies the burning coal of love
And so a most extraordinary life is hers
To lesser eyes, her lowly world could not be worse
She's a mother with tattoos
A lover with a broadsword
Intricate and so simple
She hammers out her days
One day-she'll-see
She lived a most extraordinary life
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He goes in, but nobody can see
He goes in when everybody else chooses to flee
Through his eyes, the windows to his soul
There lies the burning coal of love
Let's go, let's go
And so a most extraordinary life is his
What men of bombast, crowns, and gold smugly dismiss
He laces up his shoes
And navigates the minefield
That is ordinary work life
He hammers out his days
One day he'll see
He lived a most extraordinary life
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A most extraordinary life is theirs
Upon their backs they bear their dense, serrated cares
There are so many more like them, Invisible lights shining
Invisible even to them
They hammer out their days
But one day they'll see
They lived a most extraordinary life
Extraordinary time