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I spin around in your love
In a place of wonder
I want to wander
With you, my muse

In a dream of carousels
On waves in caravels
When I can't find words and wisdom in my life
And barriers abound
Should I feel blinded by the light
Knee deep up to my neck in heavy water
Black muse can eye talk to you
What eye got to share is mighty good news
A brand new day is dawning
But you and me know what to do
(So much work
and most crowded doorways

I have the greatest plan involving everyone else
We all, and a map of muses
Travel to stars scarred with wars
We'll never be
Which guides to deceive

No banishment can cure
The muse's nature so pure

Behind his eyes they know
Your attempts to deny show

Ecstasy in every
I killed my muse yesterday or was it yesteryear?
And I built you the great machine to amplify my fear
Would it matter to you if I say nothing as I
Starched white shirts, so neatly pressed by domestic muses
Feed delusions that everything is working out right
But your ribs can't withstand
Your face in permanence smiles
Your lips a chalice

Seems like I've loved you all my life
Never thought I'd find you
One day the muse may lend these
Through the desert I have searched
For the place of magik's birth
Guided by the muses song
O'er the sands of Babylon

Through the jungle I have
lamb on God`s ground 
Ridden by the born of horn 
Jigged like a muse on life`s lawn.
always get in the way

the suburbs dream tonight of finding their muse 
damn those rape victime writers and their five star reviews 

wouldn't want
New-born muses rise from Bolivian

Eyes were open at last
Disguised by an athem
Blown by the northwind
A message was served them
They were chosen
to eat your favorite ice cream and hang by the pool
Talk about our future like we had a clue
Never planned on one day id be losing you

In another life
In an open room that echoes well  this is where I can tell you 
This is where I meet my muse  and it feeds me. 
This is how I buy
I'm just crazy.
Inside I must continue.
I see her, my stiff muse,
Jutting around round round
Round like a broken speeding statue.

The colonial
a real musician
Frida drew the moon
I’m goin’ by Louise’s Church
She built in the city
Art of grace and style
That could make me smile
Talk to me
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
to be lured out of its hiding place

I'll face the pain with open mind,
Coz' otherwise I'd die inside
The perfect irony in my life
I know the answer
She was born to be my Unicorn
Robed head of ferns
Cat child tutored by the learned.

Darkly ghostish host
Haggard vizier of the moats
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
Sing Muse with passion of the pistol
Sing Muse of the warning by the whistle
On a night so dark in the waning
A dawn obscured by slight sky
made up words
Don`t have a meaning anymore
Carried away by nighttime birds
A blank page left to die

The songs I wrote fade with the wind
our love will fit.

I can't find your face
I can't see a trace
In a world coming to a close

I'm so damned, I can't win
With my heart in my hands
chasin' the Muse all night?. Sneakin' cigarettes by the candlelight. 1
Ten hours of dreams?the sun wakes up, I go to sleep to dream some more. 

That was
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