You can already see it in the distance
The lady with the can on her head
Balancing the can cross-eyed
More than what the body dictates
What it does and blind balance
The can doesn't show
The body that bends
For the can to stay straight
For each arm a force
br/>It doesn't make a note of strength
The can only surrounds, it doesn't carry
The water on the dead road
And strength never dries
For water that is so little
For each arm a strength
Power doesn't make a note
The can only surrounds, it doesn't carry
Water on the dead road
And strength never dries
For water that is so little

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