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David Broza - Under the Sun lyrics
Counting the heavy days and heavy hours I measure out the prison of this town And wear out the stones with the desires of ours But not desire, by walking up and down And you are like a city full of towers Set by the plain or river like a crown And you are like a sunset and a star But I am here alone, not where you are I took my pen and added up the days Dividing us, and meant my letter still To tell you of my patience in delays And how it left me neither well nor ill But shining like that sun with fiery rays That rushes from a cloud or climbs a hill You rose and filled the sky with such a bliss That I could say no more, and sent a kiss I’ll take some wax and mould your likeness there Or roughly carve a figure out of wood And in my exile take it everywhere And tell it everything a lover should My long desire, my constancy, my care And such bad thoughts as love may turn to good And think it is the sweetest thing save one Which is yourself, under the sun You are the thread of gold I would unwind Until I wind it in a golden ball You are the gate that I must pass to find My happiness, or find it not at all. |
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