| O pull on the rein and haul me in back to the start where eyes first blink to see
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| A flowing mane a cut-glass limb
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| and they’re falling soaring so rhythmically
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| O pull on the rein and haul me in back to the start
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| rebirthed in ecstacy with cherubim and seraphim
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| When I was falling soaring so rhythmically
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| Falling soaring falling for you so completely
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| The Rapture unfurling blues and greens
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| The Rapture a swirling violet stream
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| mystic majestic entangled in a web of curling vapour thread
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| Encaptured by forces unseen
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| Enraptured an eclipse intoxicating
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| strangely not inside strangely not outside
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| Drowning in the middle of an eerie transition
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| And I don’t know your name
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| Never been alive yet I haven’t died
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| I hover disembodied in a semi-wakened haze
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| Floating far above the cloud
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| sinking far below the ground
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| Only my senses remain
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| The Rapture unfurling blues and greens
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| The Rapture a swirling violet stream
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| mystic majestic entangled in a web of iridescent curling vapour thread
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| Floating far above the cloud
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| sinking far below the ground
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| No form only my senses remain
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| Wondering if I dare to say your name
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| wondrous thoughts embalmed avow you came
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| By the crescent disc rising amethyst
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| how can love remain the same unchanged?
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| Moonlight plays upon this sunken brow
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| midnight ink bleeds wet mercurial clouds
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| By the crescent disc rising amethyst
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| somnambulist unharnessed storms the plough
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| By the crescent disc rising amethyst
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| how can love remain the same unchained? |