the
world is waiting with the wind to sweep away our love
unconscious
beast that comes to feast upon a fragile dove
but
as the gutter gobbles up the street sweeper’s supply
i’m
standing strong by looking long into your emerald eyes
and
sing to bring a lover’s swing without a windy day
amid
the roar of a downpour my words are here to stay
there’s
only you and all you do that’s worth the sacrifice
let
all the world dwell in hell with all of its advice
i
will linger with my fingers forming firm foundations
a
monument made to your love viewed for generations
i’ll
pave the streets with heaven’s gold and build beds of feathers
all
harvest will be bountiful regardless of weather
reject
the seed of satan’s greed that we must sell and buy
invoking
divinity’s creed that we must give and die
the
all and all and wherewithal i’ll make all roses bloom
and
fill each space with an erase so you’ll always have room
and
all the pain in a refrain the world mindlessly throws
will
only find an unclogged drain wherein i’ll let it flow
i
will distract with second acts which have happy endings
reality
is just perceived let’s master pretending
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