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A Tenderness Extreme
I just wanna use your love tonight...
And I don't wanna lose your love tonight...
The Outfields
Without experience, I'm lost.
Without a fundamental trust, I'm doomed
to walk the earth like Cain.
I know that love may never be
the interaction of a pair of dancing dolls,
upon a stage dressed up to look like Venice, 1389.
But all I want, I think, is kindness in
and of the night. A furtive coupling.
A tenderness extreme enough to satisfy the day.
And I don't wanna lose your love tonight...
The Outfields
Without experience, I'm lost.
Without a fundamental trust, I'm doomed
to walk the earth like Cain.
I know that love may never be
the interaction of a pair of dancing dolls,
upon a stage dressed up to look like Venice, 1389.
But all I want, I think, is kindness in
and of the night. A furtive coupling.
A tenderness extreme enough to satisfy the day.
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