The Loved One

My love carries me recites old poetry aware so sweetly
My love carries me through the assigned delights thoughts airborn to adore
In the smile abandoned the thoughts of all women heard of no more
It's in their eyes It's in his eyes
My love carries me through the shadows the brightened doorways etched in stone
Lose my mind to the skirmish the slight attention the Guru Raman
In the bow to The Blessed Reverend Father and the Son
It's in their eyes It's in his eyes
Shame Shame what a Shame

It's in their eyes It's in his eyes
My love carries me through the assigned delights so sweetly My love carries me
My love carries me

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The Kindest Worlds

It's safer travel by the deadbeat
My kindest worlds are penned relief with predicted patience
My Monsters My diabolical children
One face disgraced - The other held in singular distaste
And if I find myself inside the books upon my shelf such pointless energy
A cautious and fragmented duel: my silence kills my writing skills
One face disgraced - The other held in love's embrace

And all live the low life - All the effort they give to me is endless
And all live the low life - All the comfort they bring to me is endless

It's a conscious thing to be a stepping stone
We'll grind that thought into these devastated bones
My tiny murderess My blackest widow A tired songstress
One face disgraced - The other held in love's embrace

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Chant the All

Bitter days can weaken the senses and restrain the kindest worlds around us
And Love will die before you and I
All we dream is endless winter fears may sleep after Autumn slaughters
Chant good riddance to all little dangers
A Thousand or More Chant the All - Chant the All
And are we defined by misunderstandings
Pride diminish those who've lost faith in us
One voice gains strength through healing graces
A Thousand or More Chant the All - Chant the All
Bitter days
Bitter days

Backwards: I'm so sorry

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So Serene

Carefully aside we burn together finely brightly lit inside you're all the comfort I need
And all those that agree and all those if they please
Can bring their hands to warmth and lay their hands upon me
Safely all the while flowering within this growing strength of all is the core of our bliss
And all those that agree And all those if they please
Can bring themselves to love and lay their hands upon me
So Serene is all the Seed
Standing side by side we greet the need provided
By those so lost inside who feel they've been misguided
And all those that agree and all those if they please
Can bring themselves to love and lay their hands upon me
So Serene is all the Seed

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In Hysteria

My Inangelo was never peace to me such undying bonds I held but inwardly
But since awakened this princess and the pea will close her eyes and put my child to sleep
Oh Inangelo my sweet forget me not she held my attention with open arms
All play can wait - my inner child is now afraid
Alone Hysteria can sing the moment
Alone Hysteria can bring the wanted
Alone Hysteria can cradle sanity
All play can wait a resigned father passed today
Dear Inangelo holds a private grace when my older anger can't handle this
Alone Hysteria can sing the moment
Alone Hysteria can bring the wanted
Alone Hysteria can cradle sanity

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All Lyrics by Monica Richards unless otherwise noted