A diamond necklace played the pawn.
Hand in hand, some drummed along
To a handsome mannered baton.
A blind class aristocracy.
Back through the opera glass you see
The pit and the pendulum drawn.
Columnated ruins domino!
Canvas the town and brush the back-drop.
Are you sleeping?
Hung velvet over taking me.
Dim chandelier awaken me.
To a song dissolved in the dawn.
The music hall, a costly bow.
The must all is lost for now,
To a muted trumpeter swan.
Columnated ruins domino!
Canvas the town and brush the back-drop.
Are you sleeping? Brother John?
Dove nested towers,
The hour was strike the street, quicksilver moon.
Carriage across the fog-two-step to
Lampight cellar tune.
The laughs come hard
In Auld Lang Syne.
The glass was raised, the fired-roast.
The fullness of the wine.
A dim last toasting.
While at Port, adieu or die.
A choke of grief, heart-hardened eye,
Beyond belief, a broken man too tough to cry.
Surf's Up! Aboard a tidal wave.
Come about hard and join the young
And often spring you gave.
I heard the word.
Wonderful thing!
A children's song.
A children's song, have you listened as they play?
Their song is love and the children know the way.
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Hand in hand, some drummed along
To a handsome mannered baton.
A blind class aristocracy.
Back through the opera glass you see
The pit and the pendulum drawn.
Columnated ruins domino!
Canvas the town and brush the back-drop.
Are you sleeping?
Hung velvet over taking me.
Dim chandelier awaken me.
To a song dissolved in the dawn.
The music hall, a costly bow.
The must all is lost for now,
To a muted trumpeter swan.
Columnated ruins domino!
Canvas the town and brush the back-drop.
Are you sleeping? Brother John?
Dove nested towers,
The hour was strike the street, quicksilver moon.
Carriage across the fog-two-step to
Lampight cellar tune.
The laughs come hard
In Auld Lang Syne.
The glass was raised, the fired-roast.
The fullness of the wine.
A dim last toasting.
While at Port, adieu or die.
A choke of grief, heart-hardened eye,
Beyond belief, a broken man too tough to cry.
Surf's Up! Aboard a tidal wave.
Come about hard and join the young
And often spring you gave.
I heard the word.
Wonderful thing!
A children's song.
A children's song, have you listened as they play?
Their song is love and the children know the way.
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