i'll tell you a big secret, close the door.
it's easier to die than love.
here is my reason for living my darling.
louis aragon
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
dance me to your beauty with a burning violin.
dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in.
lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove.
dance me to the end of love.
dance me to the end of love.
oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone,
let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon.
show me slowly what I only know the limits of.
dance me to the end of love
dance me to the end of love. ..
dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in.
lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove.
dance me to the end of love.
dance me to the end of love.
oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone,
let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon.
show me slowly what I only know the limits of.
dance me to the end of love
dance me to the end of love. ..
leonardcohen
hurts inside. that still don't end in 3 years, bus, sitting in a familiar place when, 'although I wish that came through the door at the only human. all this time does not change. Why then? The more 'remote' although we are. Despite not have relevance. Although you go why? in song to remember you. Although I am still on my own name, or even unable to speak up. 'll be mad, my God. I came to this time last year. I am only one of the poor.
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