Rosa Mayfair

I knew what she did
But I didn't know her name until she died
Now Im not going to lie to you
So I wont claim that I cried
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Six silver strings were spinning
They had me in a trance
The beggar-man was singing
It pierced me like a lance
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How long has it been since we met
I cant remember where or when
All I can recall is that you looked so tall
And the wind was blowing through your chestnut coloured hair
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Fire and smoke cleanses the soul
My spirit, Pour may spirit in a dirt glass, let me drink my way to truth
En vino veritas, I have heard it said
I want the chance to prove it either way
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The canvas lies cracked in the corner
Dust on the brush
time
A still life painted in blue
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Destiny he calls it as he walks out the door
for queen and for country and for ever more
I have to do my bit he says as he walks through the gate
I run out to stop him, but he's gone and Im too late
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STOP WHAT YOU'RE DOING he shouted from behind his paper machet mask
and we ran before he could breath the cold night air or move what little muscel he had
we didnt know where we were going
the acid burned our lungs and clouds of poisons breath escaped our laughing lips
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Today i bit my tounge
And it started to bleed
Blood spilled on the gorund
Some turned into seed
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In the distance a ship, with sails of mist and fire,
what treasure is hiden inside the belly of the whale
how many men have been swallowed whole
and how many more must be swallowed
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Outside the streets are bathed in darkness
Black and orange blake's tiger's burning bright
There's a chill in the wind blowing with a sharpness
Flashing it's teeth deciding weather to bite
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Silently sleeping in a bed of roses
dreams bloom in to strange fruit
surreal seeds in reality's skin
rippening in the black fertile soil
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