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Humming Bird Baby Blue
He strums my besieged heart, over stone battlements,
beyond bodyguards he flies, it's a pathway beginning,
from a torturous start.
He's gone clambered up, all over my emotions, preaching
with his number one tunes, but I want truth of nothing else,
nothing than to sing the heart cord back at him, delivering
my own sermon, in humming bird baby blue.
beyond bodyguards he flies, it's a pathway beginning,
from a torturous start.
He's gone clambered up, all over my emotions, preaching
with his number one tunes, but I want truth of nothing else,
nothing than to sing the heart cord back at him, delivering
my own sermon, in humming bird baby blue.
Published 19th Oct 2014
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