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I want to stop thinking of love, dreaming of love, defining love.
I want to feel the earth below me... ravish me.
Given: the waterfall, the illuminating gas.
The bachelors: suitors at my call.
I used to dream of love as a machine;
Myself as the motor, erotic energy.
I'm ready to experience this love, to look beyond this glass, leave concept for reality.
I want to feel the water immerse me... consuming me.
I want to leave behind this lauded virginity, to experience love, to be taken by love.
I want to feel the sunlight upon me... overpower me.
Given: the waterfall, the illuminating gas.
The cinematic blossoming: halo of the bride.
I used to diagram love as a machine;
Myself as the motor, erotic energy.
(repeat during atypical fade-out)
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angel, why am i so blind?
angel, why am i so blind?
the room: sweat pouring, eastern incense, warm red embers within amber flesh
slithering naked across a thousand blades, across a thousand blades
i hold you gently, your eyes so far away: searching for your justice, searching for your innocence
lost as a child adrift on a lonely sea, on a lonely sea
slithering naked across a thousand blades, across a thousand blades
burn my memory, burn my outline, the tears scream to scar your unpierced flesh
shattered mirrors reflecting back your face: “let your defenses fall.”
your candle never burned me, the ashes fall to the ground…
your candle never burned me, the ashes fall to the ground…
burn my memory, burn my outline, the tears scream to scar your unpierced flesh
shattered mirrors reflecting back your face: “let your defenses fall.”
as you try to pierce my poisoned flesh, as i try to pierce your tortured heart
as you try to pierce my poisoned flesh, as i try to pierce your tortured heart
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All my lovers
04:03
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Autumn leaves blowing across my floor
Windows broken out by the mean kids who live next door
And there she is, well not her exactly but the box she likes to sleep in
She was so cute in a skinny kinda way; and they say:
Knock three times on your coffin if you want my love
Twice on the pipe if the answer, answer is no
She put with all the taunts all the nasty things they'd say
She'd smile and pretend to ignore them but she stored it all away
Don't blame me, don't blame me, they drove her 'round the bend
She was so cute in a 'why-don't-you-get-out-and-see-the-sun' kinda way; and they say:
Knock three times on your coffin if you want my love
Twice on the pipe if the answer, answer is no, no, no
The world grew dark, insane men ruled, our stomachs kept on grumbling
But we had fun, we danced a lot, if you don't count all that stumbling
She was so cute in a 'why-don't-you-put-some-meat-on-those-bones' kinda way, kinda way
Kinda weighs not much than the mice and skeletons that run across my floor
Mice and skeletons that dance across my floor
Knock three times on your coffin lid if you want my love
Twice on the pipe if the answer, answer is no, no, no
Knock three times on your coffin if you want my love
Twice on the pipe if the answer, answer is no
Knock three times
Knock three times
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she was so beautiful to watch, swirling in and out of view
a seemingly spanish dancer, hands and heels -- a moon-faced girl with eyes downturned
subtle flesh stirs beneath blackened threads -- refined and tempting
so shy and enticing, yet i fear she’ll disappear before the night ends.
time seems to bring us together again
a decade later in another face - are you the girl i’ve been dreaming of?
you look like her, you smile like her - that raven-haired beauty of another time
a rush of memories washing over me - i’ve always been waiting for someone to set me free.
those eyes quietly tell me of the passion we could share
your dance reminds me of the life we once knew
snares for my hopes, snares for my thoughts, snares for my dreams -- drifting on to oblivion
can you tell me about the intuition i feel -- can you tell me about everything i long to understand?
remnants of a deeper purity
remnants of a deeper purity
she was so beautiful to watch - drifting out on to oblivion
a moon-faced memory with eyes downturned - are you the one, the one i’ve been dreaming of?
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Tear love from my mind
06:10
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Black Tape For A Blue Girl Portland, Oregon
Black Tape For A Blue Girl creates darkwave, ethereal, neoclassical, ambient, goth albums. This page also includes my
ambient/electronic music, as well as side-projects. Thanks for listening. Sam
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