Cabaret Noir // On A Sunday Morning: |
In the clear June lighting of a Sunday morning she lies A soundless dream Blows into her sleeping head The way she Drops from her chaos And slides to his smiling A warm wet summer breeze blows Into her lying down head The water, veil Under the unminding sky Now she lies Innocent and still Between two grains of sand Refrain: Nothing is there but white sun The silent tide holds her softly Only the waves last forever She's only a watercolour Refrain |
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