• Speaking in gray words, the passive and the civil
    Now our love starts to burn like the night for it's candle
    Eclipse the painful space between our lust driven bodies
    With our hearts pressed together
    This is making love, this is making melody
    And then I wake up and you and I were never in love
    And you and I were never in love
    I slip back to slumber and appear on a comet
    And your eyes hide conviction
    And you were singing so loud
    You were painting with an ice brush onto the heaven's red canvas
    And burn a hole through the universe with your fire, oh
    And then I wake up and you and I were never in love
    And you and I were never in love
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