I watched you from the ferris wheel,
Like rabbits to a carrot steal,
A pocket packed of pleasures from your pain.
Full on with a felons feel,
The capsules filled with powder,
Piles of passions were the price of patient rain.
When at last your baby died,
When love was traded in for time,
When life felt like a clownish mime,
I stood there in these shoes of mine,
And fought through winters columbine,
That’s when I gave up my earthly mind,
And sent my soul to you.
New devils in their black on black,
Red dresses, veins and heart attacks,
Who reaffirm and rest on ransomed views.
All evil grows up back to back,
In lonely hills and hunting shacks,
The doves soft red reprising our renew.
When at last your baby died,
When love was traded in for time,
When life felt like a clownish mime,
I stood there in these shoes of mine,
And fought through winters columbine,
That’s when I gave up my earthly mind,
And sent my soul to you.
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