When I see you in my mind, this is what I see:
A lady clothed in scarlet robes by a glinting sea.
She sings a gentle song that catches setting sun
And turns it into liquid notes as if by angels spun.
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She saw a man on television
In a suit and tie
And he wore a fine felt hat
Cocked over his eye.
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The door is shut, the window is open.
The gossamer curtains are dancing in the breeze
And I hear, distantly, a squirrel chattering in the trees.
The world is quiet here.
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Words, words, words.
So many, many words.
So many words.
So many worlds.
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Dear girl,
Words are words, faulty things
One word can mean, well, anything.
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The chimes upon the arbor
Are set to ring!
Harken, all ye peoples -
Hear them sing:
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Your road is set before you, a road that’s paved in stone
Stone from distant planets of galaxies unknown
It’s lined with trees and columns, all woven tight with vines
That cast across your future shades of tangles lines.
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I was down
I was weary
I was running
About to faint
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