In front of a newborn moon pushing up its glistening dome
I kiss these departing companions, take the next step alone
I just said goodnight to the closest thing I have to home
Oh, and the night grows sharp and hollow as a junky's craving vein
And I don't feel your touch, again
To be held in the heart of a friend is to be a king
But the magic of a lover's touch is what makes my spirit sing
When you're caught up in this longing all the beauties of the earth don't mean
A thing
Oh, and the night grows clear and empty as a lake of acid rain
And I don't feel your touch, again
The last light of day crept away like a drunkard after gin
A hint of chanted prayer now whispers from the fresh night wind
To this shattered heart and soul now held together by habit and skin
And to this half-gnawed bone of apprehension buried in my brain
As I don't feel your touch, again
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================== In front of a newborn moon pushing up its glistening dome I kiss these departing companions, take the next step alone I just said goodnight to the closest thing I have to home Oh, and the night grows sharp and hollow as a junky's craving vein And I don't feel your touch, again To be held in the heart of a friend is to be a king But the magic of a lover's touch is what makes my spirit sing When you're caught up in this longing all the beauties of the earth don't mean A thing Oh, and the night grows clear and empty as a lake of acid rain And I don't feel your touch, again The last light of day crept away like a drunkard after gin A hint of chanted prayer now whispers from the fresh night wind To this shattered heart and soul now held together by habit and skin And to this half-gnawed bone of apprehension buried in my brain As I don't feel your touch, again ================= Explain Request ×
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