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By B.K. Date: 2004 Dec 15 Comment on this Work [[2004.12.15.13.59.5971]] |
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Baby put on Some Black Swan Overture I want Bolero backbeats Put on my heartstrings Play me Till the chorus and symphony Crescendo Lover Baby it's You I've always known why It's just atmospheric conditions Inside my head go one way While the world takes you another I was always the one that sat on the beach Taken along for the ride Only now I'm mid-wave With blue curl shooting over me Higher than any point Of reference ever known to me This texture of life In passion and dreams This agonizing I miss you Of Hubble bubble Heart murmers and Diamond prisomed Multi colored explosions Sunshine moonshine Wine-shine rain-shine This mornings tear-shine Darlin this old world is mean The ocean is full of sharks And most roses have thorns Sometimes I think the cosmos Is just one diabolical plot Life moves too fast For those of us that Want to stick our head in the Deep-ocean dream But if I take off these rose colored Glasses and point Another Sherlock always comes to call But Baby since there was you I'm a gambler It's going to be my way Or the cosmos will have to fall Off the Richter scale of loves dream And right now it's fathomless Of how that could be (c)bk |