Love never listens
Life don`t have the time
And it`s some superstition
Ambition`s bitten junkie crimes
What i`d rob from a stolen moment
I`d sell for time
Fare ye well, who could tell
Of this goodbye
Fare ye well, who could tell
Of this goodbye
Know there`s a sentence
That tenders every living jive
As it blows ever present
Through a skin`s disguise
But i`d know you in daylight
The way i`d know you eyes
Then my friend, till the end
You were quite a sight
Fare ye well, who could tell
Of this goodbye
Whether her shoulders
Weather the wheeling stars?
As they press ever gently
Ever silver scars
And they`ll wind round your milky
Arthstuff,
They`ll take you alive
It`s the deal, it`s something real
Into which we dive
Fare ye well, who can tell
Of this,
Goodbye
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