No Place
Waves hold me down
But doesn't take away my breath
Gulls're flying up
To very azure stately surface
They're flying up
And trying kiss my pallid lips
I've been shown the world
In which we couldn't never meet
Controling bent, controling treat
Controling every shiver you did
The calm of herbs, the still of sky
The state in which you'll never die
You've got no place to burn it out
Small fishes swims
Breaking their straight rows
They're playing with
Little bubbles from my nose
Transparent jelly-fish envelops me
Its stinging bite
Ressurects longing to be
No matter how, no matter where
I vanish in your every glance
The sunshine is refracted in
Emerald water in which I sink
Step behind
Sea into your eyes untie
Step behind
I don't think I have to lie
Past the ivy-covered windows of
The Angel
Down Athenaeum Lane to the cathedral
Through the churchyard I wandered
Sat for a spell there and I pondered
My back to the gates of the garden
My back to the gates of the garden
My back to the gates of the garden
Fugitive fathers, sickly infants, decent mothers
Runaways and suicidal lovers
Assorted boxes of ordinary bones
Of aborted plans and sudden shattered hopes
In unlucky rows, up to the gates of the garden
In unhappy rows, up to the gates of the garden
In unlucky rows, up to the gates of the garden
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