Love Songs and Eschatologies, Part Two

Oooh, Andrea, can we take a walk, because my time is passing and we need to talk. Seems the days grow shorter when the ice melts in And we don't know if we're gonna fall in. But there's a place we can go the same old yard we both know. And the rivers are divine, you can love the world...anytime. Oooh Andrea, we need a break withe people rushing, I can't slip in But if I hold you close, then I know we'll make it to the next show. And I will be with you and both of us can't wait. By the shores of destiny, by the indigo of fate. Oooh Andrea, if I said I was wrong could it make you see? All the joy. you give to me. Bringing home a loving gift, to the last I'll ever kiss. My heart, my soul a peddler's treat, for the world itself to feast. Be then to me, a lasting note, of sipping drinks and Christmas snow. I heard the sound of fading doe, and Ray and me. So hard it was to eat the dirt, the peasants tilled; for what it's worth. And now my sins be washed in blood, and now my mind be drowned in flood. Elijah the earth, the crop to be sown when the grimmest nuances are left alone Begone and steal away some grace and kiss the memory of her face. Begin again and all we've done is passed in time and lost in fun. To saturate a living a dream and crush the last word. We sit afloat our tropic boat and think we're never heard. The type is set at zero and the fall is set to find a way to get through the mountain, so we don't have to climb. It's the way that we sit awake, the way the words still rhyme. Like a flowered bird in paradise, a maiden on the Rhine. Photographs of the lillies, pictures of us all. the projections of our vision until we break the wall. Just roll your eyes like you used to and fly like we are one. Grip the sighs and the gleaming of the crystal light to come. To saturate like a raindrop, and melt into the breeze. While we sit idle by the fire, all in vain: we freeze. We freeze.