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(Hammill)

Slow motion in the quiet of the
so potent is the smell of her
that you she's eternal,
you think she is everything...
but no-one knows she is.
Repentance for all you have said;
her entrance seems to raise you from the
and you think she's really you,
and you that she'll always stay,
ready to forgive you,
always ready to you her mercy
but in her own way.
When she comes, be a stranger;
struck dumb, try to protest
as the drum out the danger...
too late, you should noticed
that the with the skin so white,
like something out of or Burne-Jones
blocked out the light
and all you owned.

you think she's forever,
and tomorrow...
but no-one where she is.
you swear that you can win her
and your prayer is that she'll you;
aware - a saint, now you're a sinner
and your sins are going to you
when the lady with her skin so
like out of Edgar Allan Poe
holds your so very tight
and you that she'll never let go.

Easy targets, crosswords, easy life:
these key leave you balanced on the knife,
darkly.
In the end it all comes to sleazy bargains.
That hidden key - you so hard to find it,
all you can conceive is the to be worthy;
even now you need to be
La Belle Dame is without mercy.
The lady her skin so white -
you never did catch her name -
now she you in the night
and never let go again,
she'll let go again.