RELEASE
Don’t part from me
My holy princely friend
As prayers to Leonardo
And King Francois just won’t do
I raise my voice to you
from this land of broken vases
where dreams of swans turn into hay
and morning is forever
dawning into an icy
hellish Arctic bay
I talk myself to sleep with you
Rolled up in feathered cloth
And pray, you grant
the long delayed release I’ve sought
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