lying in a desert and he know that it’s over
not even his sonnets can make it otherwise
cause fifteen years to him is a lifetime
and no other truth can make him more the wise
and he stays in that place until it starts to rain
out of desolate landscapes grow fields of green
and he thinks
can the awakenings of the mind be our daily bread?
cause I see the provisions of my needs grow inside my head
and he sings, mmm
well time and fate both twist funny wheels
seems when one’s on his side the other is driving drunk
she speaks to him of love and he starts to cry
he watches the beauty as it passes by
and he thinks
if we lose ourselves for just one moment would it be so bad?
can we loose the pins that keep us bound?
and would we then be free?
cause I’ve seen all the world’s mysteries
revealed in your eyes
and my taste of your lips ambrosia
can’t stop this time
and she sings, mmm, it’s okay
standing this morning on a golden bridge
a boat beats on ceaselessly against the waves
I strain my eyes to see through the fog
only to feel the blind sun on my face
and I think
if I lose myself for just one moment would it be so bad?
can I’ve loosed the pins that kept me bound?
and man I sure felt free
cause I’ve seen all the world’s mysteries
revealed in your eyes
and my taste of your lips ambrosia
can’t stop this time
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