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What are you waiting for?
If I could, you know I would
And melt the icy chill
And say those things
Those quiet things
That make your heart stand still.
And breathe a sight of slivery night
Against your own tragic soul
And do those things
Those loving things
That make two hearts one whole.
Some things stand to never change
Upon which the sun does set
Those little things
Those dreamlike things
Love never lets you forget.
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Fly AWAY! Far AWAY!
You only survive so many times until.
You fly away, far away.
You trip and hit the ground.
Took a wrong turn at a cloud.
NOW NO ONE is AROUND.
Silent sighs and naked noise.
A room full of arrogant boys;
The life you lead is not your own.
You're the life-size model of a half-size clone.
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Softly, raindrops fall,
My heart to you and that is all
Of me the world has to do
Give my heart to Only You.
Gently, the wind does blow
My heart to you is all I know
For all my life, all I knew
I'd give my heart to Only You.
Slowly, the years go by,
My heart to you, need no reason why
For always our love will be true
I'll give my heart to Only You.
Brightly, the sun does shine,
My heart to you, our love is blind.
Hold my hand, life guide me through
I'll give my heart to Only You.
Coldly, slowly the whole world dies
My heart to you, there in your eyes
Forever and always it's all I do,
Give away my heart to Only You.
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The wind is my lover; he comes to me at night.
Soothing, caressing with fingers so light.
His arms they are binding,
Down paths ever-winding,
The wind is my lover; he comes to me at night.
The stars are my fantasies; pictures with no words.
Softly inviting, promises made never heard.
Their dance is intriguing,
Down paths of flesh-needing,
The stars are my fantasies, pictures with no words.
The moon is my father; such lessons I've learned.
Idiot child, with his white fire, me he did burn.
His words singsong rhyme,
Down paths of forever-time,
The moon is my father; such lessons I've learned.
The rain is my soul mate; melded, silver-hot drops.
Whispering secrets through tears, which never stop.
Our hearts are entwined,
Down paths of sublime,
The rain is my soul mate; melded, silver-hot drops.
The poet is my chaos; his lips me torment.
His words tickle my soul, in silver kisses heaven-sent.
His intensions in verse,
Down paths of sweet curse,
The poet is my chaos; his lips me torment.
The artist is my blind man; with his eyes he does feel:
Awful destruction and a perfection unreal.
His pictures are murderous,
Down paths rage and sulfurous,
The artist is my blind man, with his eyes he does feel.
You are my heartbeat, how I know I'm alive.
Souls of silver take eternities dive.
The love of forever,
Down paths of together,
You are my heartbeat, how I know I'm alive.
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