Love Songs and Eschatologies, Part Two
Oooh, Andrea, can we take a walk,
because my time is passing
and we need to talk.
Seems the days grow shorter
when the ice melts in
And we don't know if we're gonna fall in.
But there's a place we can go
the same old yard we both know.
And the rivers are divine,
you can love the world...anytime.
Oooh Andrea, we need a break
withe people rushing, I can't slip in
But if I hold you close, then I know
we'll make it to the next show.
And I will be with you
and both of us can't wait.
By the shores of destiny, by the indigo of fate.
Oooh Andrea, if I said I was wrong
could it make you see?
All the joy. you give to me.
Bringing home a loving gift,
to the last I'll ever kiss.
My heart, my soul a peddler's treat,
for the world itself to feast.
Be then to me, a lasting note,
of sipping drinks and Christmas snow.
I heard the sound of fading doe, and Ray and me.
So hard it was to eat the dirt,
the peasants tilled; for what it's worth.
And now my sins be washed in blood,
and now my mind be drowned in flood.
Elijah the earth, the crop to be sown
when the grimmest nuances are left alone
Begone and steal away some grace
and kiss the memory of her face.
Begin again and all we've done
is passed in time and lost in fun.
To saturate a living a dream
and crush the last word.
We sit afloat our tropic boat
and think we're never heard.
The type is set at zero
and the fall is set to find
a way to get through the mountain,
so we don't have to climb.
It's the way that we sit awake,
the way the words still rhyme.
Like a flowered bird in paradise,
a maiden on the Rhine.
Photographs of the lillies,
pictures of us all.
the projections of our vision
until we break the wall.
Just roll your eyes like you used to
and fly like we are one.
Grip the sighs and the gleaming
of the crystal light to come.
To saturate like a raindrop,
and melt into the breeze.
While we sit idle by the fire,
all in vain: we freeze. We freeze.
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