Love is a prison, amongst other things
Love can find you and bind you
And never set you free.
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The day was long, the night will be endless
Emotionally spent the tears won't come
Its just the heart that continues to beat
The soul has nothing more to eat
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The questions you asked but to which I had no reply
But I wished I had, the replies to
The questions you had asked but never really asked
Remained in my life, murmuring every now and again
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He sat there near the white pillar, waiting
For a coin to dropp into the tin bowl
Dented, indented with hazy souvenirs
He waited on his thick cotton mat for a coin
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There is a stillness in the night that, softly
Unfreezes the most frozen of hearts;
There is a glow about moonlight
Which can touch your face
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I heard about you long before I saw your face
I heard about your family, exploits, travel
They even said you played soft chords
On your guitar on moonless nights
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When that sadness comes upon me
That mystic, mad melancholy;
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Being alone is knowing
That in in this solitary splendour
Solitude, stark and staring,
Solitude, singing a lullaby
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All I need just now
Is for the earth to curve into the sky:
To listen to rustling leaves
Watch clouds sailing by.
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The vase fell on the floor
Now that vase doesn’t exist any more
Shattered and smattered
Pieces of baked clay that once come from earth
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