Between Two Pillars: Love Letter and the Exile’s Promise
Desiree
It seems a world between us
Against us like the feet that crush these grapes
Maybe it is getting better
The exile, he seemed sincere
Though rare to find now a bottle from sweeter years
(Chorus)
I’ll come my way
Cutting their corners
Somehow I’ll stay
Between the borders
For all that’s to fight for
They’ve lost again
In the space between each bayonet and skin
Desiree
A Juliet do not become
We are not the moon and sun; we’re only starlight
And though nothing’s forever
Perhaps time is more than thread
In a tapestry of requiem and forfeit
(Repeat chorus)
February 11, 2006
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