Take my hand
The rough sands have deserted us
Take my hand
The lover's candles
Burning us
The dirty tricks which lick
The skull
Have been moving down the barrel
Of the gun
That shatter all innocence
In the breaking of the dawn
And colour the shark's teeth white
And paint the rose blood red
And all the swallowed Edens
That the man walks through
In his life
When he is back on the street and alone
Where the deep black loam of time
Seeps into his soul
And she says to him
Take your time
And the Angel flies away
She leaves on a train
And it begins to rain
When in their way
They say goodbye
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