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kzzl
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edited December 2011 in Waiting To Exhale
Some nomads, some natives. Consenting sinners and satyrs
Walking the yellow brick road, rejoicing what may await us

None to tell of these secrets because we prefer the lie
Come with me and tell me yours. Maybe you join me in mine

Heaven more than just a name as we can cheat at life tonight
Sipping waters of fire that's imbued in apples. Care for a bite?

When the moon's at it's brightest, our dead shall arise
Their heart beat is the drums and guitars give us their cries
Their joys and pains give us rhythm. Come witness eternal life
Engulfed in concoctions, indulging this Crescents rites

Adversioned perversions. thou has lost wrong and right
Consumed by spirits bottled. strumming us their delights
Lips touch on temptations. You tremor and then the rapture incites.
Will you survive such desires or fall prey to it's might?

May the Saints see your favor and your eye's greet sunrise.
Fore fathers turning in their graves, having paid for our crimes



^^^^^A night on Bourbon street.