I wrapped you up tightly inside my old lost memories
of what never really will be future true or our past
It is just that it grows lonely here in these cold, hidden shadows
of bitterness, pain, heartache, and shattered truth dying fast

More than once while I slept I took you out to dream waltz,
My soul's twin to caress and make hungery, crazy love on the ground
No there is nothing I can imagine quite as fulfilling or as exciting
as the raw astral magic of your warm body engulfing me all around

Now awake, I seek just a signal, an offering, a revelation of your love
Whilst bloody wars and famines rage with legions dying, sick and insane
selfishly my soul yearns only for you to take me inside our own secret hiding place
Too late I realize no one on this earth, especially me, truly soothes another's pain


Nicky Mc

Nicky McNeil

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