Lyrics:
Willowy woman won't you wait for me?
I'll wait for you
We'll get through this soon
We never got to talk about
The night everyone turned around
But
a phrase O Willowy-Will
Obscured by time
Forgotten lore
I study the words in tales of yore
And one sudden memory sprang
From a song Syd sang
Hey ho, trip
WILLOWY FIVE
In a dusted river of drought is no place for a daydream still I cannot stay away my fingers slide in her willowy five she pulls me,
the sun fades and moon maids
Bring silken beams of mammoth beauty and height
You walked up to me willowy, gracefully
I was taken by surprise
Movement
your breath away from heaven
And I was captured by her loneliness
A wounded tiger on a willowy path
Like an opalescent moon all alone
In the sky
Once a willowy man made his way across the Earth
He saw shining seas and emerald trees and,
the worms laughing in the dirt,
He would memorize
When you've downed your last shot and sung
your last song
His wild-haired companions, he's out drunk them all
Now the willowy women won't answer his
Blisters blue and green pepper her skin unseen
And her shadow is the birch tree despite her willowy frame
She tells her story to me, unfiltered
me for days
Conundrum do I write a Python script that solves this puzzle or would that just be creating more work
I thank mom for this willowy frame
Willowy creatures
Wearing stiff robes
Intruding on the canvas
Persevering haunters
Floating symbols
Twisted design
Is it just my imagination?
your fears are manifest In this festival, there are many left Yet to take the stage Each act a facet of your rage Each willowy singer a bar in your cage
Holding dolls and handbags
Tottering
In Mothers heels
Our bodies cast a break
In the summer haze
Willowy dry grass whispers
Holding all our secrets
Gypsy
As a willowy tendril curls from my lip
I think to myself 'this is it
Just one more breath of your fragrant death
Before I quit '
In the haze of your
please
Be the weak and willowy wisp
Be the granite peak
Be the pison from the viper's fang
Be the tear of a deer
Be the light of the silvery moon
Soft supple sadness
Wanton and willowy you
Whispering madly
But not like I wanted you to
What is the problem
Solutions abound
Don't try to solve them
to
Cleanse of death.
An anthem requiem for the refuge of the souls, the chosen come.
The willowy silence of the grave, the sight of the new time,
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