The kettle's on
The sun has gone
Another day
She offers me
Tibetan Tea
On a flower tray
She's at the door
She wants to score
She dearly needs to say
I loved you a long time ago, you know
Where the winds on forget-me-nots blow
But I just couldn't let myself go
Not knowing what on earth there was to know
But I wish that I had 'cause I'm feeling so sad
That I never had one of your children
Then across the room
Inside a tomb
The chances waxed and wanes
The night is young
Why are we so hung up
In each others' chains?
I must take her
And I must make her
While the dove's domain
And feel the juice run as she flies
Run my wings under her sighs
As the flames of eternity rise
Two liquors with the first born
Lash of dawn
Oh really my dear
I can't see what we fear
Sat here with ourselves in between us
And at the door
We can't see more
Than just another day
And without a sound
I turn around
And I walk away
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