Before you slip into unconsciousness
I'd like to have another kiss
Another flashing chance at bliss
Another kiss, another kiss

The days are bright and filled with pain
Enclose me in your gentle rain
The time you ran was too insane
We'll meet again, we'll meet again

Oh tell me where your freedom lies
The streets are fields that never die
Deliver me from reasons why
You'd rather cry, I'd rather fly

The crystal ship is being filled
A thousand girls, a thousand thrills
A million ways to spend your time
When we get back, I'll drop a line

Entretien Avec La Mère

My life is like a wound

My life is like a wound,
I scratch so I can bleed.
Regurgitate my words,
I write so I can feed.
And death grows like a tree,
that's planted in my chest.
Its roots are at my feet,
I walk so it won't rest.

Oh, baby I am lost
I said oh, baby I am lost

I try to push the colours,
through a prism back to white.
To sync our different pulses,
into a blinding light.
And if love is not the key,
if love is not a key.
I hope that I can find,
a place where it could be.

I know that in your heart
there is an answer to a question,
which I'm not as yet aware that I have asked.
And if that tree had not drunk my tears
I would have bled and cried for all the years
that I alone have let them pass.

And oh, baby I am yours
I said oh, baby I am yours
And oh, baby I am yours
I said oh, baby I am yours

My baby looks good with another

The birthmark on your shoulder reminds me

Oh, to see without my eyes 
The first time that you kissed me 
Boundless by the time I cried 
I built your walls around me 

White noise, what an awful sound 
Fumbling by Rogue River 
Feel my feet above the ground 
Hand of God, deliver me 

Oh, woah woe is me 
The first time that you touched me 
Oh, will wonders ever cease? 
Blessed be the mystery of love 

Lord, I no longer believe 
Drowned in living waters 
Cursed by the love that I received 
From my brother's daughter 

Like Hephaestion, who died 
Alexander's lover 
Now my riverbed has dried 
Shall I find no other? 

Oh, woah woe is me 
I'm running like a plover 
Now I'm prone to misery 
The birthmark on your shoulder reminds me 

How much sorrow can I take? 
Blackbird on my shoulder 
And what difference does it make 
When this love is over? 

Shall I sleep within your bed 
River of unhappiness 
Hold your hands upon my head 
'Til I breathe my last breath 

Oh, woah woe is me 
The last time that you touched me 
Oh, will wonders ever cease? 
Blessed be the mystery of love

The spring has sprung, but it’s no fun

It seems a dream 
that we could be 

So far apart, so suddenly 
How quickly life can change 
into something very strange 

The spring has sprung, 
but it’s no fun 

All our plans abruptly turned to none 
Now the sad songs of the war, 
they seem closer than before 

I send my love, 
love from a distance

I send my love, 
love from a distance

I’ll see you soon 
when this is through 

I know you’re there 
inside your room 
And I know you feel me too 

We’ll meet for lunch,
it won’t be long 
More sweet, now we’ve tasted 
things gone wrong 

Like those who’ve lived 
in times of strife 
Who were once just like us 
living the life 
But then the sad songs of the war
they got closer than before 

I send my love, 
love from a distance 

I send my love, 
love from a distance 

I’ll see you soon 
when this is through 
but for now...

We share a love, 
love from a distance 
We share a love, 
love from a distance 
I’ll see you soon 
when this is through

April, come she will

April, come she will
when streams are ripe and swelled with rain

May, she will stay
resting in my arms again

June, she'll change her tune
in restless walks she'll prowl the night

July, she will fly
and give no warning to her flight

August, die she must
the autumn winds blow chilly and cold

September, I'll remember
a love once new has now grown old

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Daydreaming