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lips are nettles
is wine
Your laughter's liquid
But body's pine
You love all sailors
But hate the beach
You say "Come me"
But you're always out of reach
In the dark
You tell me of a flower
That blooms
In the violet hour
are lovely
and rose
back`s a meadow
Covered in snow
Your are thistles
And hot-house grapes
You breath
And me wait
In the dark
You tell me of a flower
only blooms
In the violet hour
I the out
I the sheets
You the station
Turn up the heat
And now you`re setting
Upon chair
You`ve got me tangled up
Inside your beautiful black hair
In the dark you
Tell me of a flower
That blooms
In the violet hour
In the dark
You tell me of a flower
That only blooms
In the hour
is wine
Your laughter's liquid
But body's pine
You love all sailors
But hate the beach
You say "Come me"
But you're always out of reach
In the dark
You tell me of a flower
That blooms
In the violet hour
are lovely
and rose
back`s a meadow
Covered in snow
Your are thistles
And hot-house grapes
You breath
And me wait
In the dark
You tell me of a flower
only blooms
In the violet hour
I the out
I the sheets
You the station
Turn up the heat
And now you`re setting
Upon chair
You`ve got me tangled up
Inside your beautiful black hair
In the dark you
Tell me of a flower
That blooms
In the violet hour
In the dark
You tell me of a flower
That only blooms
In the hour
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