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Tag: sad
Release the stars
from the night jar,
and let the melancholy stream.
I long
for twilight
of tomorrow’s grace.
‘Up On Me’, excerpt from ‘420 Flowers Behind XVI Bars’
“Rainstorm Clouds Over Africa was ringing.
To the rhythm of my dreams, my heart was singing.
Earth was scorched, but heat could never run me.
Melodies would calm me, ’cause the future was upon me.
She was on me, like inspiration on my mind.
Like words you never find, those always matter most.
I remember getting lost while wanting to be found.
I remember mirrored notes, but copies never break the ground…”
@1998-2010 Michael Lerman (MichaelsLyric.com)
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