long shadows creep past the moon
then crawl into your living room
silver streams sweep through your hair
on their way down to the floor
From now on turn back the sun
Only you can turn back the sun
Turn back the clocks
unlock those locks
Open your heart to me
Open your eyes and let me see
The life that flows behind those eyes
the life that take us by surprise
Dust motes now settle down
scattering moonbeams
before they hit the ground
and I know you are standing there
...waiting for me
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
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