I hear your voice
Curious to join in It sings so softly
A harmony to breathe forevermore
In fields where grass grows tall
Joyous the one to hear a voice
Golden carpets swell and whisper Autumn trees will weep Immune to pity, I've grown used to grief
The eternal tear reciprocates In fields where grass grows tall
Golden carpets swell and whisper
Autumn trees will weep In bleak misery, the lifeless lie in squandor
Dawn breaks open like a wound that bleeds afresh
Fragrant lust waits beside and dies
Like flowers that wilt without refreshment
Love has left me, fleed from me
In midday sun I sit and bide time
Adorning me, a lovelorn rhapsody.
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