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Because the sun will never kiss your cheeks His lips will never graze your neck The warmth will never thaw your heart Because the sun will never kiss your cheeks, I feel it is my job Because the wind will never whisper in your ear Her hair never tickling your cheek bones Sweet nothings being told between honey sweet breaths Because the wind will never whisper in your ear, I feel it is my job Because the grass will never welcome you home It will never greet you with bright flowers in its hair Dirt far beneath covered by the lush bed Because the grass will never welcome you home, I feel it is my job And when the day has come, when you will lie alone With no one but the heavens, greeting you bitterly Nothing to see, no song to hear, I will be the song, I will sing to you until the dawn breaks Just like I do through every night But this song will differ in tune and in lyrics For it will be the last song you hear The velvet creeping from my lips Will grab your hand so softly It will guide you toward the heavens And when the day has come, when you will lie alone I will lie beside you I feel it is my job
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Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 12:53 AM UTC
I Must Do Nature's ***** Work
Because the sun will never kiss your cheeks His lips will never graze your neck The warmth will never thaw your heart Because the sun will never kiss your cheeks, I feel it is my job Because the wind will never whisper in your ear Her hair never tickling your cheek bones Sweet nothings being told between honey sweet breaths Because the wind will never whisper in your ear, I feel it is my job Because the grass will never welcome you home It will never greet you with bright flowers in its hair Dirt far beneath covered by the lush bed Because the grass will never welcome you home, I feel it is my job And when the day has come, when you will lie alone With no one but the heavens, greeting you bitterly Nothing to see, no song to hear, I will be the song, I will sing to you until the dawn breaks Just like I do through every night But this song will differ in tune and in lyrics For it will be the last song you hear The velvet creeping from my lips Will grab your hand so softly It will guide you toward the heavens And when the day has come, when you will lie alone I will lie beside you I feel it is my job
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sylvia-belle
Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 12:53 AM UTC
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