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Lyrics by Dennis 'Mougle' Kaptein (with Willie Shakespeare's Sonnet 18 mixed in)
as I embrace the warmth of the cold of the wind Looking down on me like angels, looking helpless down on a young girl who only just had sinned Memories flash through my mind like little photographs, painful, and uncalled for They reopen my heart's wounds, ignoring all the times I told myself to move on, find out what's in store She's gone, left without a goodbye She's gone, leaving only the stars She's gone, left the past and left She's gone I've become one with the furniture in the local bar, just like Adam, no one seems to be noticing me Like the darkened soul called Asher, I'm haunted by the past, I just cannot let it be She's gone, smiling only in my head She's gone, the rain setting the mood She's gone.... goodbye... Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date; Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is her gold complexion dimmed; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature's changing course untrimmed: But thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possesion of that fair thou ow'st, Nor shall Death brag thou wand'rest in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st. So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. She's gone, but not in my head She's gone, but not in my head She's gone, but NOT IN MY HEAD She's gone She's gone She's gone She's gone Sheeee's gone... This song has been posted on the Psycho Six website with the writer's permission, and is © Please direct any comments to the writer: Dmoug or to the webmaster. |