Was that the final stroke of nine?
The moon creates violet hours
Desire is the will inside
This approval I feel for you
Well a voice within me sings
This concert is here for you
We do a duet very slow
A seam out of the finest thread
A break, God rules, this pair dances
through the night
Amen, again, nothing, nothing, just
quiet, so quiet
It is love I give to you
I tell you that much is true
Be wilder, yes, be wilder oh
That's what I do all night
Was that the final stroke of mine?
Demon creates violet hour
This Irish devil inside
Disapproval I feel for you
Well a voice within me sings
Disconcert is here for you
Why do I do it? Where is love?
I seem out of the tiniest thread
I break good rule, despair dances
through the night
I mean, I gain nothing, nothing,
quite so, quite
It is love I give to you
I tell you that much is true
Bewilder, yes, bewilder oh
That's what I do all night
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