I can hear you whisper , delusions in my ear
‘I love you to the moon’ , ancient words I need to hear
Words are forming slowly
Lips move without a sound
Can you bring me flowers, deep from underground?
I’ll listen to the wind
Breathe through fractured lungs
Forget the absent world, I am forced to walk among
Take me by the hand
Lead me in with soft salvation
Let my love give remedy, to your sweet contamination
Simply send your silence
Through battered hope I’ll know
The meaning of those words, you spoke so long ago
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