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Come up to my lighthouse for I have something I wish to say
It can wait for a moment; well in fact / it can wait all day
I...
When I was with this girl last night / she held me tight; it turned me on
The moon was dark and those clothes were tight
her...
I hate to complain, you know, but then again
I cannot pretend nothing's wrong
Looking at my present situation, the act cannot...
Would you like to hear
about the things I fear?
About my life, and loves too?
Well why should I tell you?
If I...
The blue girls that bake in the sun / Skin falls in flakes from each one
Like leaves from autumn trees / they float upon the breeze...
I thought so long and suddenly I realised / I love love
I thought so long and suddenly I realised / I love love
Am I loving...
Hey
you're treading on my life
You're leaving marks, but that's alright
In a year or so, I'll look back and I'll...
Sure you had something to hide
I took your bag and looked inside
I was looking for life
Nothing inside but memories...
As the signs outside proclaimed, nature sometimes makes mistakes.
Was it the mother or the father to blame, inside the damp grass and...
Hey, / you can look, you can look just like anyone else
if that's what you want to do. / I,
I could laugh, I could laugh in...
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When all should be done and gone, / he comes round again to see,
he can't keep himself away.
He touches her hand and it starts again.
His work is an ugly mess.
He prods and it cries in pain.
He kicks and it starts to scream.
He hurries away when she cannot see.
When all should be done and gone,
he comes round again to see,
he can't keep himself away.
he touches her hand and it / starts again.
Moving so slowly, / droplets of kindness / that poison and choke
when this thing should have died long ago.
The entrails are soft and warm, / this time it must be the end.
One touch and it lives again.
He keeps it alive to be part of its pain / (and that's mercy.
And that's compassion. / And that's being good friends in a crisis.
What's one corpse between friends?)
Oh / oh-oh-oh...
Leave it, boy. / Just leave it alone.
Stop scratching, or it'll never heal. / Just let it lie in peace.
Get out of the way, /get out of the way, / the brakes cannot last for long.
He knows he must let it go, / he knows but he keeps a hold.
He touches her hand and it / starts again.
Ah! / Ah! / Ah!
Moving so slowly, / he drops it so gently, / urging its life
to a peak to torment it again!
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