You're no more than a curve inside my glimpse
you won't see me, touch me, nor peer into my eyes
as green as the fury of a cat's vengeance
I've sealed my mind against your gypsy smile
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As I lean against the silence of my own wishes,
I can hear your voice leaning against time
it lulls me back to yesterday; the clock spoke
In warnings; tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
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Slumbering words of what could have been
No longer awaken me to your presence
Gently my feet are kissed by the foamy waters
As I stand on the edge of tomorrow's shore
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Now, you write of winters with chestnut memories
As you sit forsaken in your bed of reality
Cover yourself with your journal of falsities
because I've thrown away your last goodbye
