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She Came and She Touched Me (Live)

She Came and She Touched Me (Live)

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She came and she touched me

With hands made of heaven

Reflections sent spinnin'

Through a face laced in mist

Now I stand where she left me

Buried deep 'neath her shadow

And the mirror pleads sadly

Has it all come to this?

And I wonder, will she call my name?

Well the wind careens madly

Through wide windows paneless

Fragrancies mingle

In a room full of shade

The peons pick partners

And waltz 'cross the ceilings

But the violins whisper

That I've been betrayed

Tryin' not to look ashamed

Well the drunkards drink deeply

From cups full of nothingness

Ghost lovers laugh

At the games that they play

While the moments do somersaults

Into eternity

Cling to their coattails

And beg them to stay

Saying I got nothing to hide

Well Illusions projected

On walls made of tiffany

Mad minuets to

A sad satin song

A harlequin mandolins

Harmonize helplessly

Hoping that endlessly

Won't last for long

Praying that their God ain't dying

Then I turn and I see her

In a dress made of moonlight

Teardrops like diamonds

Run slow down her face

And her arms surround me

Like chains made of velvet

And the demons fall faithfully

Into their place

And the river runs with jewels

Now the morning lies open

The night went quite quickly

Memory harmlessly

Fractures and fades

All the poets do push-ups

On carpets of rubber foam

Loudly they laugh

At some joke that's been made

And the wise men speak like fools

Источник: LRCLIB

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