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Overture
Like embers in the red
i burn for you
I am the firefly
lost in shadows
a infant in understanding
confused and brand new
I relized long ago
that the hands
that pushed me forward
were indeed the hands
that pulled me back.
They were always your hands my sweet
these hands belong to you.
Through the screaming trees of love
to the decaying meadows of lust
i write this overture for you.
I will watch from a distance
touching at the corners
foaming at the mouth
join the que
and toe the line
and if we die together..
...
then that would be just fine.
i burn for you
I am the firefly
lost in shadows
a infant in understanding
confused and brand new
I relized long ago
that the hands
that pushed me forward
were indeed the hands
that pulled me back.
They were always your hands my sweet
these hands belong to you.
Through the screaming trees of love
to the decaying meadows of lust
i write this overture for you.
I will watch from a distance
touching at the corners
foaming at the mouth
join the que
and toe the line
and if we die together..
...
then that would be just fine.
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