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scheme of night 
I kissed her mouth like a dark red rose 
Set upon a marbled dream of white 
So pure of thought like a Vestal statue 
Jewelled with
Even a man who is pure in the heart
And speaks in prayer by night
May become a wolf when the wolf's bane blooms
And the winter moon is bright"
To read and to learn they're heavy to carry
And easy to burn
Volumes have secrets, take them on holiday
Book them a room, save them a moment
Swallow their
Could you stop and take inhale, olfactory?
Accomplice to expression

It makes itself known by a changing a tone
Invisible reminder More's desired
a beat

Get it on the table, pass the gravy pass the buck
Get it on the table, secrets and lies,
Silence, faith and luck

Once a year the holidays
together.

Didn't it go by so quickly, Mary?
I am missing our sewing in secret,
making up his holiday.

It's finally come round.
It's been a long time,
impressed by me
And the secret note that she wrote..oh I'm special
What ever happened to this room?
secret tight

They let him in by a back way
Into a chamber reserved for the Queen
She took the note that he gave her
Opened it slowly and started
When the moon was young
When the month was May
When the stage was hung
For my holiday

I saw shining lights
But I never knew
They were you
They were
He's just an old-fashioned man with a modem day problem
Weighted down by the secrets he's been keepin'
The things he didn't think about and the things
city and desire

Winston Churchill and his secret agents
They had their meetings there in London town
Back in Germany one man had made the people see
by the sweat of our bows

Home improvements
In our dream home
Home improvements
We're not moving

Straight life
Visiting sites of local
Have been swallowed up
By a cuddly group
Who land and rub off
Hoping that
Whatever it is
Will land and drop off

I met a hero of mine
I shook his
tickets, if I slang enough of this shit
Become a boss and be a made man, impossible to hit
Buy a mansion like Scarface, estate surrounded by gates
Cold
sadness need as pain they knew

The land of old centuries past has a story to be told
From a time known as the iron age to the present secrets they do
Can't hold much longer, can't hold on
And operator I can't hold much longer, 
Can't hold much longer, can't hold on

'Cause there's a spot by
tickets, if I slang enough of this shit
Become a boss and be a made man, impossible to hit
Buy a mansion like Scarface, estate surrounded by gates
Cold
Have been swallowed up
By a cuddly group
Who land and rub off
Hoping that
Whatever it is
Will land and drop off

I met a hero of mine
I shook his
and told me to take my mind off that weed
Now by the third day of Christmas, my big homeboy gave to me
A whole lot of everything, and it wasn't nuthin' but