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seashells
For you, my muse

I peruse and conjure
Sit and ponder
Then go under
The blanket of your words
The way I feel
The things I sing
The songs I
While you wear a lovely smile
Oh you pretty thing

You pretty thing
Let me hold you by my side 
And become my blushing bride 
Oh you pretty thing
thing
Let me hold you by my side
And become my blushing bride
You pretty thing
Pretty thing
Let me dedicate my life
You will always be my wife
Oh, you
The rest of my life.

You pretty thing,
Let me hold you by my side,
And become my blushing bride,
You pretty thing,
Pretty thing,
Let me dedicate my
The rest of my life.

You pretty thing,
Let me hold you by my side,
And become my blushing bride,
You pretty thing,
Pretty thing,
Let me dedicate my
with straw
And all the pretty colleens around me assembled
Loved their bold Phelim Brady, the bard of Armagh

Oh, how I long to muse on the days
thing
Let me hold you by my side
And become my blushing bride
You pretty thing
Pretty thing
Let me dedicate my life
You will always be my wife
Oh, you
with straw
And all the pretty colleens around me assembled
Loved their bold Phelim Brady, the bard of Armagh

Oh, how I long to muse on the days
with straw
And all the pretty colleens around me assembled
Loved their bold Phelim Brady, the bard of Armagh

Oh, how I long to muse on the days
The rest of my life

You, pretty thing
Let me hold you by my side
And become my blushing bride
Oh, you pretty thing

You, pretty thing
The rest of my life

You, pretty thing
Let me hold you by my side
And become my blushing bride
Oh, you pretty thing

You, pretty thing
Pretty thing, sweet as rain on a hot summer day
I want you
Pretty thing, i don't pray but to you i will pray
I want you
Let's take a walk
Wall to wall a tv´s twitchin´
Clearly not a muse
Then flashin´ through the interference
Beams a thousand tunes
This is tomorrow
The best things in life are those we can't
Have yet, still we hope.
Blessed will be the day
When the circle will be complete.
Then the song of the muse will
This is tomorrow's callin'
Wishin` you were here
Layin' in my hotel bedroom
Feelin' ceilin' blues
Wall to wall a TV's twitchin'
Clearly not a muse
try this, I won't buy this, If I try this
Why waste time?
Frustrated by the
Muse meant to stop her
I hat my hands cause
I can't keep 'em off her
sympathize
Can sympathize

Angels spread their wings
On all the dirty things
But you
Do

She drops to the floor
Her head?s by the door
Her bible is by her side
There were people on the sidewalks
Strolling down the avenues
They were sitting outside in cafes
We were looking for the muse
Well I was locked
the hell away,
While I sit here by myself
And figure out how I got this way
Before you go, there's one thing you oughta know

If you can't hang then,
the hell away,
While I sit here by myself
And figure out how I got this way
Before you go, there's one thing you oughta know

If you can't hang then,
my love a letter
That she'd understand

And write it by the river
Where the waters overflow
But I dream of pretty Saro
Wherever I go
the rubber band
You be the match,
I will be a fuse, boom
Painter baby, you could be the muse
I'm the reporter baby, you could be the news
'Cause you're
her muse
She feels humbled by this equation 
And sets fire to all her shoes
Not because of Henry Miller
She's just not leaving anytime soon
The muses visit me.
Yet in soft, low tones,
They always say to me,
Say to me,

"It ain't no groove thing,
It ain't no country twang,
It's a simple refrain;
Should we lay our treasures, here by the cradle
Oh, you must be the savior, pretty little baby child.

[Chorus]
Sometimes the greatest of miracles