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[ti:the librarian] |
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[ar:hefner] |
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[al:breaking god's heart] |
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[offset:-100] |
| [00:40.69] |
He started to woo her in a most peculiar way |
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The Librarian's dress was a fawnish shade of grey |
| [00:55.94] |
The books he was to borrow he would surely never read |
| [01:03.39] |
They had an intellectual calibre |
| [01:07.23] |
He hoped that she would see |
| [01:10.88][02:35.13] |
He planned to take her home to bed some day |
| [01:17.84][02:41.88] |
He'd smooth her goosebumped skin whilst she lay |
| [01:24.44][02:48.43] |
But the unspoken thing they both knew |
| [01:29.37][02:53.06] |
Whilst he'd dream of her often |
| [01:33.16][02:56.61] |
She would forget in just ten minutes |
| [01:43.48][03:06.48][03:36.55] |
Her beauty has not truly been seen |
| [01:47.92][03:10.73] |
Until her beauty's been seen by his tired eyes |
| [01:54.05][03:16.76] |
Her tears have not truly been dried |
| [01:57.79][03:20.61] |
Until her tears have been dried on his tattered shirt sleeves |
| [02:07.30] |
He was beginning to irritate so she made him go away |
| [02:14.44] |
The smallest cruellest insults she ignored his subtle ways |
| [02:21.23] |
The deftly silence let him know his efforts were in vain |
| [02:28.23] |
Did the words ever exist and if so could he find them |
| [03:26.47] |
Her body has not truly been stripped |
| [03:30.37] |
Until her clothes have been ripped by his nail bitten fingers |
| [03:40.11] |
Utill her beauty's been seen by his tired eyes |
| [03:49.02][04:01.71][04:14.30][04:26.81] |
And oh, oh the loneliest of nights |
| [03:53.19][04:05.83][04:18.67][04:30.95] |
He will never hold her tight |
| [03:56.50][04:09.11][04:21.69][04:34.06] |
He will never kiss her eyelids |
