| Sail over distant waters till you reach the honeyed shore
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| Walk on through purple flowers. |
| Breathe the golden fragrance.
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| You have reached the final island where dreams light up the daytime.
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| You are at the end of journey, all is peace.
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| Wine trickles down from mountains, crimson streamers floating.
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| Sweet meats hang from bushes and ripely cry for plucking.
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| Maidens gather flowers and feed you with soft fingers.
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| Hours are a song that never ends. |
| Hours are a songt that never ends.
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| You can see love waiting inside the velvet cave.
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| She calls you from the meadow. |
| Her eyes are brightly shining.
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| Her breasts are fruits she offers, so you leave the fields behind you.
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| To follow promises she will fulfill. |
| She will fulfill.
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| In the cave there’s no tomorrow, nor any yesterday.
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| Just the hammer of her heartbeat as she draws you down beside her.
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| And you sink down on the pillow of her body hotly loving.
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| And you pray you’ll never waken to the day.
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| And you pray you’ll never waken to the day.
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| Never.
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| Never.
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| Never. |