The thoughts eludes
A gulf spans in my heart
I know you've been there
crawling down the aisle
of memory this
and memory that
but the empty spaces you leave behind
echoes back in broken lines
'love is blind
It can't see another
Your touch eludes me
That warmt you alone could give me
Fills my mind with clouds grey
Trailing dust and ash and hay
Of memory this
And memory that
But the empty spaces you leave behind
Echoes back in broken lines
'love is blind
It can't see another
I think my love has a blind fetish thing
I see the landscape like a bed of roses
Floating atop a sea of lilies
Yet I do not wish to see anymore
Of memory this
And memory that
But the empty spaces you leave behind
Echoes back in broken lines
'love is blind
It can't see again.
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