I believed I could fly

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I feel on top of the world. I believe I could fly. I look around and see the horizon all over around. I stare and wait for my reign to flare: in madness, desease, in pain. I see it flare bright and shine. I hold my breath to see my world in flames, out of the corner of my eye.

Deep inside my mind, the time rewinds. I see my life flying away. I see each time I wasted dreaming of you, right by my side. So close, so far, right at the reach of my own hand.

I still feel your fingertips drawing circles all over my skin. Your lips, so sweet, rolling over every inch of my desire. Ice and fire. I just wanted to fly higher. But I never did.

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Parsley, Sage, Rosemary & Thyme

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Once upon a time there was a bard with a harp; lovable, witty and smart. He used to sing every night in the Scarborough Fair; full of joy, full of life, full of heart. He was deeply in love with a star who would turn up at night with a mesmerizing flare; full of grace, full of light, full of spark.

But the bard soon learned that ‘not all that glitters is gold’. His star disappeared in the night, and he saw her vague and unreal as a ghost; made of calm, made of soul. He feared his star dead and gone from the sky, so his heart turned out cold; made of glass, made of stone.

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From dusk to dawn

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I see your face
When I close my eyes
And I dream our fate
From dawn to dusk

A red-gold haze
Betrays my mind
And blurs my gaze
From dusk to dawn

I strive and pray
To see the light
Through your disdain
From dawn to dusk

Then you walk away
And the time rewinds
So I burst in pain
From dusk to dawn