"An Hours Rest" genre: Goth
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	Lyrics Here comes the morning But what does it bring? A bird is soaring On its own wings We're still down here But what should we do? A morning so queer Just me and you I never could sleep Like you do now Your heart to keep I just don't know how In the grey evening I speak thy name As you are leaving Quickly in shame Thirty days have past And I'm still here In joy at last In joy and fear I sleep in your breast Your heart is my bed An hours rest Then back in my head I look for a hole So I can sneak in And hold your soul So bright and thin To kiss thy lips Then speak your name To ride your ships And feel no pain I yield before your eyes Something in your stare That expose your lies So naked and bare But I lie as well So I don't say a thing But my eyes do tell Just everything Thirty days have past And I'm still here In joy at last In joy and fear I sleep in your breast Your heart is my bed An hours rest Then back in my head

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