Can’t let my lover go, there’s pieces of you deep as cherubim & seraphim swarm…
I’ll call this my love song, while cherubim and seraphim scorn…
It’s cold my love? Don’t ruin this
Cold the love, don’t you feel this?
Dull the love, don’t ruin this
Can’t breathe I’m bloodless now
Candescent flowers burn and light the death in my eyes
Can’t be the heart she lost, no wants, no radiance, gone
And as the reverence turns, she leaves the staling boy, to mix new flesh with flesh and turn our souls till dawn
Man made the cars to take us over the road
Man made the train to carry the heavy load
Man made electric light to take us out of the dark
Man made the boat for the water, like Noah made the ark
Man thinks about our little bitty baby girls and our baby boys
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