(Verlaine)
The last
word
is the lost word
Why don't you
say so
I sleep light
on these
shores tonite
I live light on these
shores
Elevation... don't go to my
head
Now you give me no trouble
and you give me no help
It is the
clown
that works so well
I
sleep light on these shores tonite.
I live
light on these shores.
Elevation
don't go to my head
Our lips are
sealed our breath is burning
These cold
wild seas have left us turning
But I sleep
light on these shores tonite
I live light
on these shores
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