She came from Dakota
Though some say she hailed from the South.
He tried to believe
But each time, she would leave
With the venom that dripped from her mouth.
Like some angel of old
Bent on saving the soul
Drugged to the knees he would pray
To some rude Russian icon
That twined like a python
And blinded the sun night and day.
And he'd say:

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“Please, bring me peace
You say you'll stay
Just to leave me whole
All of my soul your passion play.”

Though she lies to amuse
She lies to confuse
Passion with vision and pain
He lies for possession and time
Though there's no time to gain
Squandering feeling, constantly stealing
Away from the sound of her name
Is like thunder and lightning
Hiding the sound of the rain
And she'd say:

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So he searches for truth
In the beauty that once was her name.
Senselessly trusting in time
To remind her - - blind she came
Suddenly rootless, fashionably useless.
Magically fruitless and tame.
Like some Sunday scholar
Who lives off the squalor
Of yesterday's knowledge and fame.
And he'd say:

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Well, some overdose
And some wrap, like a rose
'Round the slick perfumed nose
Of high noon
Burning their lips
As they stoop low to kiss
Some rich man's excuse for the moon

I must have been lucky - -
Got out with my body intact
And tomorrow in tune
Now it's this sense of time
That wraps like a vine
'Round the neck of the sun and the moon
He'd say:

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