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there is a child sleeping near his twin
the pictures go wild in a rush of wind that dark angel he is shuffling in watching over them with his black feather wings unfurled the love you lost with her skin so fair is free with the wind in her butterscotch hair her green eyes bloom goodbyes with her head in her hands and your kiss on the lips of another dream brother with your tears scattered round the world. don′t be like the one who made me so old don′t belie the one who left behind his name ′cause they′re waiting for you like i waited for mine and nobody ever came i feel afraid and i call your name i love your voice and your dance insane i hear your words and i know your pain your head in your hands and her kiss on the lips of another your eyes to the ground and the world spinning round forever asleep in the sand with the ocean washing over |
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i heard there was a secret chord
that david played and it pleased the lord but you don′t really care for music, do you well it goes like this the fourth, the fifth the minor fall and the major lift the baffled king composing hallelujah hallelujah... well your faith was strong but you needed proof you saw her bathing on the roof her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you she tied you to her kitchen chair she broke your throne and she cut your hair and from your lips she drew the hallelujah hallelujah... baby i′ve been here before i′ve seen this room and i′ve walked this floor i used to live alone before i knew you i′ve seen your flag on the marble arch but love is not a victory march it′s a cold and it′s a broken hallelujah hallelujah... well there was a time when you let me know what′s really going on below but now you never show that to me do you but remember when i moved in you and the holy dove was moving too and every breath we drew was hallelujah well, maybe there′s a god above but all i′ve ever learned from love was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you it′s not a cry that you hear at night it′s not somebody who′s seen the light it′s a cold and it′s a broken hallelujah hallelujah... |