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A Letter To You I Write My Dear With Ink Or Blood Or Somewthing Queer My Only Request Read This And Tell Me Once Then Who stole the Lady's Voice? O How Beautiful The Sin O How Wonderful O How Amazing This Tea And The Roses Bloom Where I Sit. I Will Never Forget Your Smile And The Taste Of Cherries As We Watched The Sea Of Trees Together In The Ocean With Starfish And Shark A Biscuit My Dear For Your Sore Throat It Will Help Salt Water My Eyes Are Tired I Will Sleep Where I Lay You Will Die Under The Ground From Roots To Church Bells I Hear In Colors Of Red And Blue And Yellow Which All Are Black The Sin, The Sin God Will Know With His Eye He Spies The Land Of Broken Glass I Tell You Now I See You Know Another Truffle Of Sweet Lemonade Cheers To You And To Me For All Eternity And Then Stop And Look Up To The Skies In The Heavens Of Clouds And Rain And Snow So White As Ebony Wheels On A False Arm Of Trust And Tides From The Sun To The Moon Where We Are We Are There And Here And Everywhere All At Once And Never Anywhere For Guidance I tell You Spade Will Give You Headaches Hearts Will Give You Wine Clubs Will Give You Joy Diamonds Will Give You Answers Let These Guidlines Help Or Not However Don't Rely Too much On Things They Say With A Voice Not Their Own But What Do I Know For I Am Blind So I Cannot Smell The Fear In You And Me So Let's Have Some More Not That It Is Tea Time For Everyone And Nobody Will Be Gracious And Templars And Gravrobbers Will Celebrate The Famish And Drink Till They Live Of This Nectar Of Flowers And Leaves From Trees And Bees In Hives With Honey Sweet And Salty As The Sun and The Planets The Light From The Moon Will Show You The Time You Took To Bake The Pie And Leave Me Alone In Luck For The Day You Will Rise In The Light Of The Moon And Hear The Joker Scream The King Killed His Mind With The Dame's Trustworthy Spear Thar She Loaned From The Jack Who Stole It From The Joker's Heart And The Chest Will Close Forever More Nevermore And The Key Will Be Lost Demons and Faeries Of January March And April Hates You Too If September Loves, Then December Hates And Vice Versa And October Does What November Wants August, June And Also July They Do What They Must To Stay Alive February and May You Can Only Ever Trust Your Instincts And Follow Your Heart A Path Will Open And Justice Will Prevail So Tell Me, My Dear Just This Once Then Who Stole The Lady's Voice? |