| Love is like a white moth sipping tears from sleeping birds
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| An asteroid in flames tumbling to Earth
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| Raindrops sliding down the stems of orange leaves
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| The flicker of a strange light far out across the sea
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| Love is like a black fly buzzing in the sun
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| Circling and landing, dancing like it’s drunk
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| All around the red apples scattered on the lawn
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| Fallen in the fury of last night’s thunderstorm
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| Love is like the hole torn right through the roof
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| When that old sugar pine came crashing down last night
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| And above the broken beams and the shattered ceiling tiles
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| You can see starlight for the very first time |