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The kettle's on the sun |
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Has gone another day |
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She oiffers me Tibetan tea on a flower tray |
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She's at the door she wants to score |
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She really needs to say |
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I loved you a long time ago you know |
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Where the wind's own forget-me-nots blow |
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But I just couldn't let myself go |
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Not knowing what on earth there was to know |
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But I wish that I had 'cause I'm feeling so sad |
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That I never had one of your children |
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Across the room inside the tomb |
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A chance has waxed and waned |
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The night is young |
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Why are we so hung up in each other's jeans |
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I must take her |
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I must make her while the dove domains |
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And feel the juice run as she flies |
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Run my wings under her sighs |
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As the flames of eternity rise |
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To lick us with the first born lash of dawn |
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Oh really my dear I can't see what we fear |
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Standing here with ourselves in between us |
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And at the door |
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We can't say more than just another day |
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And without a sound I turn around and walk away |
