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What Night Left On My Doorstep.
Gale has a Black Wing
and Widening Eyes
A Voice to Sing-
to Drown Out the Lies
She Cries Out so Clear
the Pain of The Free
The Night leans to Hear
The Night wants to See.
It Was Her
It Was Her
On The Wind
In Night's Arms
Breathless Flight
Reckless Night
It Was Her
In My Path
Flying High
Starry Sky
"Won't You Die!"
"Can I Die?"
It Is Her
Dead At Dawn
On My Lawn
Blue In Face
Breathless Flight
Reckless Night.
and Widening Eyes
A Voice to Sing-
to Drown Out the Lies
She Cries Out so Clear
the Pain of The Free
The Night leans to Hear
The Night wants to See.
It Was Her
It Was Her
On The Wind
In Night's Arms
Breathless Flight
Reckless Night
It Was Her
In My Path
Flying High
Starry Sky
"Won't You Die!"
"Can I Die?"
It Is Her
Dead At Dawn
On My Lawn
Blue In Face
Breathless Flight
Reckless Night.
Published 28th May 2014
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