another year grows cold and closer still to another year
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i take an image - a scent of us - and will it to become
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closed eyes send you back to me
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(and you will never leave again)
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a memory of our sex has stained me
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and to wrap your breath about my pale frame
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would release me
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with no regrets
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and no remorse
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the loss is imminent
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but the gain was great
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these things are mine for now and always.
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another day grows old and so returns me to this place
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i embrace myself and hope the sorrow drains away
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closed eyes send you back to me
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(and you will never leave again)
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the sweetness of your skin has stained me
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and to taste myself upon your willing lips
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would release me
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and i would follow you anywhere
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and i would take you with me
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and when the dreams come
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i would follow you anywhere
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and when the dreams come
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i would take you with me
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another day grows tired and tears away my last defense
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lights extinguished - now all is still - i can feel you start to breath
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closed eyes send you back to me
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(and you will never leave again)
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the torture of this ritual is staining me
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but with fervor i reach out and draw you in
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with the hope that you may release me
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with no regrets
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and no remorse
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the loss is imminent
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but the gain was great
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these things are mine for now and always.
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and i would follow you anywhere
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and i would take you with me
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and when the dreams come
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i would follow you anywhere
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and when the dreams come
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i would take you with me
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don't you know
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that i would follow you
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anywhere
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resurrection
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| Autumn |
