Friday, February 9, 2007

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The colors of my power
Flowers of your devotion
How many colors did I see?
Perfumed whispered roses
Infinite purple of blue
Yellow burning in red
Balancing on a razor edge
In-Between fire and your eyes
Balancing on a razor edge
For squirrels eyes and green eyes
Green brown eyes for eternity

But now only the music left.
Children, Ottoman, sweet souvenirs
Like a young man I was shocked
And I could not see any faithful end
I could only believe that
Peace of mind was all around you.

I need to find a new system
If I could just weep like a baby
And fall for the rest of the day
Forget this soul mortgage

This morning I lost you again
On that street corner,
Or maybe it's just that
I can not run enough fast

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