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I Will Not Sleep Here
Two pieces cut from the same cloth Two pages ripped out from the same book We burn in distant fires A frail corsage and a stone in a wayward flame
All for that unbreakable lady Whom I approach with painted caution Red pride, black guilt And blue love on white sand Blood is thicker than water But both can go down the same drain
I'm sick of thinking about nightmares And all the mysteries of sleep Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Sapless visions of an old bearded man With a bleeding eye, a sun-scorched brow On a platter framed by both of his arms
He's kept awake by his knowledge Is he a poet, a lover, or a priest? Iokanaan, Antonius, and the bearded man sit on their hands While I lay numb on a big bed
Blood is thicker than water But we go down the same drain
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