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I'm spellbound by your curled pinky flowing into the
Index and thumb pinching the dark rims of your reading glasses
Once lowered they underline crystal clear blue eyes
Inclined ever so inquisitively, like you don't need them to read me
After the show we wander the city,
We get lost in one another and spot Hunter street
We head downstairs and you draw strangers in the whiskey bar until I
muster up enough Dutch courage to
softly stroke the naked nape of your neck
With my fingertips

Bitter beer and sweet wine mix together
As one pair of lips become the other
But our means in the sheets
Is tainted by these demons chasing me

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Speaking of demons, you've got yours and I've got mine
But in the deep dark of the night we embrace and find respite
Your Leonine features burning bright just like a sun on the rise,
And at its zenith what else could we
Find but the revelation of our light?
It's got me feeling so damn nice

Let's take a ride and get out of this place
The city air never favoured us anyway
We can make all the stops we need to make
Even have a picnic by the grave marked the 13th of May
And all them demons I've been prattling on and on and on and on about
Left to haunt Gilbert's resting place

Bitter tears and sweet smiles mix together
As one pair of souls become the other
And our scene of relief
Is tasted in the morning with coffee

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