THE TALLEST TALES IN A PLACE CALLED FOREVER
..If We Were Alone in an Endless Open Space..
Will you stay awake with me,
and fuck time and its urgency?
Imagine where we could be
Where it's empty we could be free
And would you keep your maiden name if we were alone in an endless open space?
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..Hands Folded, a Raven in Gold..
There walks a man well-heeled, and a gun in his hand
Behind him is a borrowed land - it buries his tongue
And in earnest he cries; "frail feet, steer me home,
to my raven-haired girl, with cinnamon eyes and a desert stare,
who find me so fair
And her golden head is all that I need"
And he has a nightmare where she's missing her hands to run through her hair
Well, it turns out I am that man
Astride with a gun in his hand
In bond with fantasy
In love with a grand idea
In the shadow of his trail, hands folded
The people speak as if he never left her
And her head on his chest is all that she needs
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..So We'll Stay Young..
Would you like to be my fellow transient?
My partner onlooker at the passing of time
So losing you would be worse than death
So something would finally be worse than death
So let's walk and wish to never run out of land
And let's fuck forever so we'll stay young
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..The Bower Song..
A strung bow has a known song old as the first stone
And when the bells of war [has] rung,
the titan and the poet both fall in line
Then the blade stirs the blood, and the poet wets his pen
Now let's write us a song worthy of being sung
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..A Nameless Picture and a Pointless Notion..
You're a little spent
A little wearied as I
And no one said it'll be fine, I know
Oh, and when you're handed down, I'll sing your last song
And when you're handed down, I'll sing your last song
You're a little gone
And it's just like a sin,
that you won't be fine, but see, I know
Oh, and when you're handed down, I'll sing your last song
And when you're handed down, I'll sing your last song
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..The Red Satin Time-Traveller..
I have seen you
You lie down open-handed,
and with those lilly, lilly arms in laces of red satin
You have a dreamless face
And if I may ask, where's it writ that you are old?
When you suffer, it's a little cold
And your eyes were like afield in our own time
And I could jet like a jaguar, but I stayed that night
I thought I heard you retch
So tell me now, were you always this alone?
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..Prologue to Desert-Love Daring..
Your eyes are starry
Catch a demon afar
Self-claimed votaries,
dragging us out of sight
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..Drawing You on a Map..
You could be a place where my mind could walk
Where memories are held and become everything
You could be someone I'd pride myself with,
calling my heroine, my porcelain
And then things could stay like this as far as I'm concerned
As far as I'm concerned
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