All the subtle flavours of my life / Have become bitter seeds / And poisoned leaves / Without you / You represent what's true / I drain the colour from the sky / And turn blue / without you / These arms lack a purpose / Flapping like a humming-bird / I'm nervous 'cause / I'm the left eye / You're the right / Would it not be madness to fight / We come 1 / In you the song which rights my wrongs / In you the fullness of living / The power to begin again / From right now, In you / We come 1 / I'm unafraid / Never never scared / Worries washed / Pressed and aired / I am the left eye / You're the right / Would it not be madness to fight / We come 1
Sunday, September 30, 2007
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