Paroles de Weatherspace
When a longing that was made to thriveOnce made alive, it began to wither
Saw your beauty rare so as to alarm despair
Dark and aware and I drew you hither
With reverent thought and eyes a-brim
I'm lost as I now behold
This vision of, no thought of love
But days of gold, fresh with hope
And eyes of black, skin like honey
Sweet and soft to hold me aloft
To swoon and sing to wring and strum
Now for you on the wood and string
He once brought me when all was young
If you allow this reverie
I cannot help but render thee
My striving prose which will disclose
My weakness and unwillingness
To fight against this agony
I conjured you and oh, now I am lost
Sweet foundling, I am tallying the cost
It's just my sanity
I'm haunted now by will and choice
The sound of my voice and this dull regretting
My devilish need, my phantom seed I swear at heart to keep from you
This fallow muse you've brought to spark
How I wish I'd never seen your face
I'm powerless against your maddening ways
Which have their way with me
But days of gold, fresh with hope
And eyes of black, skin like honey
Sweet and soft to hold me aloft
To swoon and sing to wring and strum
Now for you on the wood and string
He once brought me when all was young
If you allow this reverie
I cannot help but render thee
My striving prose which will disclose
My weakness and unwillingness
To fight against this agony
I conjured you and oh, now I am lost
Sweet foundling, I am tallying the cost
It's just my sanity
I'm haunted now by will and choice
The sound of my voice and this dull regretting
My devilish need, my phantom seed I swear at heart to keep from you
This fallow muse you've brought to spark
How I wish I'd never seen your face
I'm powerless against your maddening ways
Which have their way with me
