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Smiled that kind of icy blue smile
Of a noonday reckoning, the tied together two of tell-tale pictures
i've sketched in sand castle plots and plans.
Similar starting points, both for sin and shooting blanks.
But it's always the unseen sharp pang;
the awkward rhythm of the dance
like a tick-tock clock in that heart of hearts
Repeating, repeating :
"There is no happy here, there is no happy here... " [x4]
Devil may care touches, trickled down
Spine, thigh, and breast [x4]
may never truly illuminate
the finer art of heartwork.
Devil may care touches, trickled down
Spine, thigh, and breast [x3]
May never ,truly illuminate
The finer art, of heartwork.
The finer art of heartwork.
I was turning over with the sheets,
and facing the arched back
Thinking of how my eyes, half-opened,
[There is no happy here] Caught her arm
[There is no happy here] moving from side to side,
[There is no happy here] but never to me.
[There is no happy here] It's all connected by blank words
[There is no happy here] to tell empty promises
[There is no happy here] of clumsy miscommunication.
"There is no happy here, there is no happy here... "
So we say what we will,
To see what we may, to find a Biblical knowing
Enfolded within the next few hours.
So we say what we will [So we say what we will]
To see what we may [What we may]
To find a Biblical knowing [Knowing]
In these last few hours
In these last few hours [ In these last few ] [x3]
In these last few hours
It's too sad, too tragic...
I spent myself choking on the motions
leading up to said, misfortune.
It's too sad, too tragic...
I spent myself choking on the motions
leading up to said, misfortune.
It's too sad, too tragic...
I spent myself choking on the motions
leading up to said, misfortune.
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