Breathtaking beauties, they all are..
Ha.. but They'll cut your ******' heart out
if you ever turn to face them
Yet even with this slice-n' diced
brokendown, blood-pump
I can still.. so very much, swear
that every single one of those gorgeous
little sunsabitches,
were sent, directly to me
by the very hand of God
I am not afraid of you, Loves..
Beautiful, singing sirens from the beginning
and always always, cloaked within
your elaborately-contrived, indirectness.
I don't know where my world would be
without you
<3 . . .
a story:
I dreamed you, I saw your face
I cut my lifeline..
I went floating through space
And I saw an angel.. I saw my fate
I can only thank God it was not too late
Over mountains I floated away
Across an ocean I dreamed her name
I followed an angel down through the gates
I can only thank God it was not too late
Sing a little song of loneliness
Sing one to make me smile
Another round for everyone
I'm here for a little while
Now I'm walking this street on my own
But she's with me everywhere I go
Yeah I found an angel, I found my place
I can only thank God it was not too late
I can only thank God it was not too late
I can only thank God it was not too late
~Beautiful, Brother Tom
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