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Solace in a sunset, From dusk to dawn your embrace kept me warm, Motion in a moonrise, In the softest slumber a friend was borne, Succour neath a silk sheet, You hugged me tightly till the birth of morning. The dawn chorus began its opus then, Heralding the soft prelude to dawn, In rhythm to the percussion of rain, The sound of a pervaded cloud torn, All the clamour of an embryonic day being born. It was just before the sun had woken, That you opened your tired brown eyes, And you held my gaze and released a smile, Piercing the last remnants of night, My heart cadenced, my eyes oceaned and my throat became tight. No one had ever lanced my concealed heart, Except you who I now have to grant me: Solace in a sunset, From dusk to dawn there is you by my side, Motion in a moonrise, Only you can pierced my stubborn pride, Succour neath a silk sheet, I am drowning sweetly within your tidings. I never want to get up out of bed, So just lie back and rest your sleepy head. |
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Return to Fickle Music and lyrics © 1997 Math Charlton. |
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