Nothing Back, With Prelude
Finally found the perfect prelude to this previous piece...
She never learns the lesson
Not to dance under the moon
With all the stars applauding
Her nakedness
Her thirst, her insane laughter
And getting drunk
On the flashes of lightning
At midnight
Nothing Back
A siren, you are my love,
You call men to their doom...
their destiny?
I blame you not...
for a mortal cannot rule the mythical.
I was almost held to your spell...
If I had not knotted myself to the mast.
You promise an' take everything,
But nothing in return do you offer.
The sweet songs you weave...
Call to me....
As if I were the only one.
To see people for who they are...
Is the only way i can live....
and give.
Goodbye, my Siren,..... goodbye?
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