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I want you chained to a bed
Widespread and open
Like the open sea
Let me the river
To that sea
In my utter weakness
Why do we seethe
hands over my face
Maybe I try
Maybe I'd rather be
In my own waves
Like the dawning of a new day I am free
But my hands are and my feet are
Chained and bound
And it's you behind the rust that's killing me
I want you chained to a bed
Widespread and open
Like the open sea
The feathers will fall and the wings will grow tired
As the summer make way for the autumn of your life. |
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