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While drunken men slept
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"Susie's fallen out of the window!"
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SHAMROCK SHORES by THE HORSELIPS
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Jeremy gone
Jeremy gone
I never meant to hurt you love
I'm so sorry you are gone
*
Me thought that time had healed the pain
together we had begun to dream again
but waiting on fair weather was not enough
to restore love's faith in your gentledove
*
I know my love that you do read me
oh for a chance I could make you see
my tears have fallen since we're apart
(my darling)
it was just a foolish beat of my heart
*
Now you are gone
I never meant to hurt you love
I'm so sorry you are gone.
I never meant to hurt you love
I'm so sorry you are gone
*
Me thought that time had healed the pain
together we had begun to dream again
but waiting on fair weather was not enough
to restore love's faith in your gentledove
*
I know my love that you do read me
oh for a chance I could make you see
my tears have fallen since we're apart
(my darling)
it was just a foolish beat of my heart
*
Now you are gone
I never meant to hurt you love
I'm so sorry you are gone.
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A turgid stem extracts
Sparrows will fall to the ground
dark clouds will deliver rain,
an echo is a dying sound.
Shadows are not substance
but the promise of one true is real
and worthy of more than a glance
my true love has come home to me
bringing with him lilies, dandelions
morning oranges, burdock wine
my mouth filled with laughter
this one is mine.
My words would love to travel
to foreign parts, that dwellers there
might seek to unravel
words that first the mind take hold
may touch the heart who knows,
maybe they will leave them cold
...
Fading beauty butterfly
how prettily she dances in the air
lighting here a lovely ribbon
or a fitting broach, append it there
beauty to behold but not to be held
it will rub off in your hand
it was in her freedom she excelled.
Come into my tunnel
hold my dove in your hand
my morning kiss will wake you
and make you understand.
Only let your love be tender
let your words be kind
you will have my sweet surrender
[and I will have yours]
...
A winter frown is coming
with a frozen smile austere
a biting, freezing hardness
is coming near, it's here.
In the distance a dog barks
there must be a reason
but people will not listen
until it is the season.
Money can buy flour
and overflowing wine
but it never can buy laughter
or such happiness as mine.
Let my words take wings
where flower blooms
and robin sings
let them settle into nooks
and gather around the edges
but I caution you, go not by looks
for as I have told you
the thing is hidden
draw no swift conclusions
unless you are bidden.
dark clouds will deliver rain,
an echo is a dying sound.
Shadows are not substance
but the promise of one true is real
and worthy of more than a glance
my true love has come home to me
bringing with him lilies, dandelions
morning oranges, burdock wine
my mouth filled with laughter
this one is mine.
My words would love to travel
to foreign parts, that dwellers there
might seek to unravel
words that first the mind take hold
may touch the heart who knows,
maybe they will leave them cold
...
Fading beauty butterfly
how prettily she dances in the air
lighting here a lovely ribbon
or a fitting broach, append it there
beauty to behold but not to be held
it will rub off in your hand
it was in her freedom she excelled.
Come into my tunnel
hold my dove in your hand
my morning kiss will wake you
and make you understand.
Only let your love be tender
let your words be kind
you will have my sweet surrender
[and I will have yours]
...
A winter frown is coming
with a frozen smile austere
a biting, freezing hardness
is coming near, it's here.
In the distance a dog barks
there must be a reason
but people will not listen
until it is the season.
Money can buy flour
and overflowing wine
but it never can buy laughter
or such happiness as mine.
Let my words take wings
where flower blooms
and robin sings
let them settle into nooks
and gather around the edges
but I caution you, go not by looks
for as I have told you
the thing is hidden
draw no swift conclusions
unless you are bidden.
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2 comments:
Nice Blog!!
Kiss
Quiane
hey thank you a warm kss for you too
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