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		<title>Martinwguy at 15:45, 25 May 2014</title>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;{{Thumb|DD164945}}&lt;br /&gt;
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[[DD164945]] is a typewritten draft &amp;quot;spaced version 1&amp;quot; of the lyrics for [[The Visitation]].&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR CLEAR=ALL&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
=Transcript=&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;PRE&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
                                                                     spaced version 1&lt;br /&gt;
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                             Young girl with roses in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;
                               Sits on a bed of white sheets&lt;br /&gt;
                            The lights are off the gloom begins&lt;br /&gt;
                                  To thicken as she waits&lt;br /&gt;
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                 She's waiting alone in the dark                waiting&lt;br /&gt;
                Where is the sun and flowered park        we're always waiting&lt;br /&gt;
                 Why do they always meet in shadow&lt;br /&gt;
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           Young girl with roses in her eyes        I'm as close as your breathing&lt;br /&gt;
          Waits for the phosphorescent mouth            but you can't hear me&lt;br /&gt;
           It's blue and comes upon her neck&lt;br /&gt;
              In whispers like dry grass&lt;br /&gt;
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                             She's waiting for her lover's voice&lt;br /&gt;
                              The sun is gone the music plays&lt;br /&gt;
                            From the street corner and she cries&lt;br /&gt;
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                              Young girl with roses in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;
                                Hugs close the dark and cries&lt;br /&gt;
                                 The words she hears are weak&lt;br /&gt;
                               Her lover's not asleep he's dead&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
                             She feels his breathing by her side&lt;br /&gt;
                                He reaches across the border&lt;br /&gt;
                            Stretching his boneless hand towards her&lt;br /&gt;
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                                                         death is silent painless&lt;br /&gt;
                                                        I didn't know what happened&lt;br /&gt;
                                                   I was suddenly standing above my body&lt;br /&gt;
                                                            while you looked on&lt;br /&gt;
                                                        too much in shock for tears&lt;br /&gt;
                                                             I tried to speak&lt;br /&gt;
                                                               but couldn't&lt;br /&gt;
                                                          I tried to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;
                                                         but you wouldn't listen&lt;br /&gt;
                                                             and now we meet&lt;br /&gt;
                                                      like guilty lovers in the dark&lt;br /&gt;
                                                        for such a hopeless moment&lt;br /&gt;
                                               and even as we meet I feel you slipping from me&lt;br /&gt;
                                                               and I go back&lt;br /&gt;
                                                              to my darkness&lt;br /&gt;
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  The girl with roses in her eyes   my spirit lingers after you like a faint stream of clouds&lt;br /&gt;
 Speaks with her lover who is here        my mouth hovers about you forever&lt;br /&gt;
Like vines their voices intertwine&lt;br /&gt;
        It is all they have   I see you waiting for me summoning up the power as the light dies&lt;br /&gt;
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                   She struggles to hold him back         that light we loved&lt;br /&gt;
                  He clutches but the power is gone&lt;br /&gt;
                   And the pillow's turned to chalk&lt;br /&gt;
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                                          I tried to speak but couldn't&lt;br /&gt;
                    and now we meet like guilty lovers in the dark for such a hopeless moment&lt;br /&gt;
                                and even as we meet I feel you slipping from me&lt;br /&gt;
                                          and I go back to my darkness&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/PRE&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:Paper]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Martinwguy</name></author>
		
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