Mrs. Chamberlain
<font color=purple><marquee>Run for the skylines,
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So he stumbles through syllables, cut from their sentences
Lost letters call to him, deep in the alphabet
"Please give us meaning"
(and the lovesong writer replies)
"Pose for me now
You're the broken heart
You're the sigh in the back of the throat
And on the other side
You're the queen of spades
You're the sound that she makes on her way"
(there's always a way out)
Lost letters call to him, deep in the alphabet
"Please give us meaning"
(and the lovesong writer replies)
"Pose for me now
You're the broken heart
You're the sigh in the back of the throat
And on the other side
You're the queen of spades
You're the sound that she makes on her way"
(there's always a way out)