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Once inside a prison
With a face of chains and bars
I put my arms around her
And dissolved into the stars
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The scars are on our valleys
The sewage in our streams
The smoke from motor engines
Kills air that no one cleans
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I have been told that the world is an imperfect sphere
I have been told that I can't sing
I have been told very little that I didn't know
I have listened to more lies than even I can remember
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Elope with me but leave no clues
And we will all the laws abuse
That ever God or man obeyed
Or any legislator made
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As I was out walking the streets of your city
As I was out walking the streets of your town
Who should I meet but two little children
With their hands in their pockets and faces in frowns
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Hell! I maybe off target
Or I maybe right on
But there's a look that's about you
And it sure don't belong
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The peace reporter interviewed
A glamour model posing nude
Who talked about her solitude
And lack of motivation
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Some of the time
It meant more than I could say
So I'd try to find a way
To wrap it in rime
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I don't aim to go through Black Jack's door again
No, I won't claim to go through Black Jack's door again
Round the back of anger's alley it's gutter doorway stands
With the neon light ashineing on the doorman's jeweled hands
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My love she dreams through distance
Beyond mere times existence
She doesn't have to say she loves me
But she's mine, with smiles with tears
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With your laughter like seconds on a butterfly's wing
And your hand that just beckons even the silence to sing
You sit and give lessons on about everything
But what makes you feel that you're standing so tall
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well I meant to write you letters
One for each and all my days
But what's the use in writing letters
When you cannot turn a phrase
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I wandered through the neon streets
And watched from a distance
Every wasted fragment of the city's ruined nerves
Past silver shadows
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Played a roadhouse in Montana
Played a cathouse in Macao
Played Othello for a day
On the stage to Santa Fe
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rawden lewis survived the british winter of 2013, and he rates that as one of the longest campaigns he's ever endured.)
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Silver Unicorn
Once inside a prison
With a face of chains and bars
I put my arms around her
And dissolved into the stars
Laughter danced like flowers
While the rainbows were reborn
Or had she come to kill me
Like some silver unicorn
We drove across the mountains
Of a land I'd once forgot
And argued like a couple
When the weather gets to hot
But she took me for a stranger
In the light of early dawn
And wept she'd come to kill me
Like some silver unicorn
Her weapons were all poison
As white as foam and snow
Her voice and face a memoir
I'd written long ago
In a chamber where they bury
Those who weep and mourn
For lives of misadventure
And some silver unicorn
So I traveled like a soldier
And kept my sabre clean
At ready for the staircase
With its wounds of gangrene
Then draped across my fencer's thighs
She fluttered like a fawn
Although our minds were racing
Like some silver unicorn
And then when she was dying
I tied to change her course
But the weapons that I carried
Were obsolete and force
So I ended up by bleeding
On the carpet and the lawn
In a theatre of tears
For some silver unicorn
Had I rode like magic man
And touched her missing bit
A cavalier of roses
With a cloak that didn't fit
And so I own the petals
And the blood that touched a thorn
'Cause I'm alive and kicking
Like some silver unicorn
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