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Come with me in the twilight of a summer night,
for awhile.
Tell me of a story never ever told in the past.
Take me back to the land,
Where my yearnings were born.
The key to open the door is in your hand.
Now fly me there.
Fanatics find their heaven in never ending,
storming wind.
Auguries of destruction be a lullaby for rebirth.
Consolations, be there.
In my dreamland to come,
The key to open the door is in your hand.
Now take me there.
I believe in fantasies invisible to me.
In the land of misery I'm searchin' for the sign.
To the door of mystery and dignity.
I'm wandering down, and searchin' down the secret sun.
Come with me in the twilight of a summer night for awhile.
Tell me of a story never ever told in the past.
Take me back to the land,
Where my yearnings were born.
The key to open the door is in your hand.
Now take me there,
to the land of twilight.
 theangeldark · Thu Dec 08, 2005 @ 12:07am · 0 Comments |
