Byron In Exile
Frederick Fucking Chopin
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Wond'ring aloud —
how we feel today
Last night sipped the sunset —
my hands in her hair
We are our own saviours
as we start
both our hearts
beating life
into each other
Wond'ring aloud —
will the years treat us well?
As she floats in the kitchen
I'm tasting the smell
of toast as the butter runs
Then she comes
spilling crumbs
on the bed
and I shake my head
And it's only the giving
that makes you
what you are
Wond'ring aloud —
how we feel today
Last night sipped the sunset —
my hands in her hair
We are our own saviours
as we start
both our hearts
beating life
into each other
Wond'ring aloud —
will the years treat us well?
As she floats in the kitchen
I'm tasting the smell
of toast as the butter runs
Then she comes
spilling crumbs
on the bed
and I shake my head
And it's only the giving
that makes you
what you are