Thursday, 17 June 2010

You may forget the details and you can forget the dates but never
Forget the moment when the light revealed her face
To be poor by lack of money but by god be rich in prize
I found my youths desire dark within her eyes
And the tent kept breathing something and then she cried -
'Hold on we're going somewhere else tonight'
We're going somewhere else tonight baby yeh!

And my friends they are the heroes of the loneliness that's life
And though everyone has a weakness only some they are defiant
While most of us can see only a few have the gift of sight
Would you walk with me

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