Lover's Hand
Alan Doyle
Let it be dark in this caravan
Rocket Lightning
Striking metal in the sand
I'm miles from common sense
As welcome as the rain
So close to Madness
That I even know its name
Lay your Lover's hands upon me
Let me understand you know
Lay your Lover's hands upon me
And Let me go
Lie to me sweetly
Then discretely leave me alone
Lay your Lover's hands upon me
And Let me go
Ah Let me go
Let there be Thunder, Let me feel the Trembling pain
Taste me now I'm desert clean
I might never be again
Long past the Thinker's Point
I'm open and I'm free
I gave up the anchor
When I gave up the sea
And the Storm hits my fingertips
And I'm blown to bits
Through the Pyramids
I buried that man the moment I could dig
And the Flag snaps back and I'm scattered to the wind
And the door pretends
I never let you in
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