2003-09-30 - 10:40 a.m.
Minefield
It's time my soul were sold
So listen to my lies
and see what you behold
It's time my soul were sold
The luster that it brought
has long waxed cold
and grown so old C'mon, pay attention
There's a revelation here
if you can read all the signs What could I say to you
that you don't already know
that wouldn't whisk you from my side
like a cannon?
What could I do for you
in the name of taking it slow
that would still leave a mark on you
but not a scar? It's time I played some charm
So look into my heart
and try to stay warm
It's time I played some charm
Don't look at me that way
I mean no harm
I mean no harm Talk to me of timing
I know nothing of that word
save of chains wishing to break What could I do to you
that would make the memories flow
out of the way of all my plans?
We don't need them
What could I ask of you
to which you wouldn't say no?
None of the thoughts I currently think
You won't hear them
You won't hear me
You won't hear
You won't
You
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