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First life is here. Flowers face the sun...
8:58 a.m. | 2003-06-26 NEVER AGAIN, ROMAN SOLDIER She's a classic beauty/ She's tangled in grape leaves/ Sunshine Flower, blossom/ Of Mucha & Klimt's seed/ If I see you, believe you me/ I will steal you soft from your flaxen field/ Your eyes are golden/ Your heart is golden/ Your smile bold and/ It helps me hold on... She's of musical form/ I cry into headphones/ Her eyes beg mine to dance/ Hip-hop & Bolero/ If I see you, believe you me/ I will hold you till the song's end is freed/ Your eyes in 4/4 / Your heart in 4/4 /Your smile, like blood, pours/ Blushing me with force... She's sure no philistine/ She's tangled in with me/ She's no philodendron/ She is of her own scene/ If I see you, believe you me/ The wildflowers in you, I'll tend and feed/ Your eyes will leaven/ Your heart will leaven/ Your smile just happens/ To kill old heavens... I'm Christ and she's Easter Morning/ I'm reborn in her beginning/ Never again, Roman Soldier/ You have already taken me/ Never again, dearest father/ Will I feel you've forsaken me/ Good God, she's my Easter Morning. |