The interruption

relics from a bygoneantiques on a road show,the only thing I do knowis that I’m not one of those she hands me the tea-towelI dry the dishes, life goes on…

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When there is too

We make our own love songand sing it as we move along,breathing’s optional when we kissbut difficult all the same and thebonus prize is in your eyes everytime they smile at me…

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Summer

Her eyes were meadowsthat I wanted to lay inand play in and stay inahbut first I had to find away in…

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Deeper

You look in andyou want to swim inbut her eyes areclosing. The stars go outandlight does not shineher eyes were mirrorsreflecting mine. Love is dark and dreamy too…

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Waiting for the music

seems that we can’t undowhat’s already been undone I thought I’d tell you, but you know,when the stars stop explodingthis is the time we part and youmust go tie up our promises in memoriestie up our souls with the farewelllet loose our tears in silken handkerchiefsright or wrong I think we know which one,but for…

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Off the Beaufort

You’ve been standing in one place too long and your voice has gone hoarfrost strong, dripping with ice almost nice but sexy in that frosty kind of way. I’m moving the burner to the next turn I get to you can come along for the ride. The Monk prays like hell in an eight by…

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