Love Live Love

Love live love
My head on your shoulder
My beheaded head on your shoulder
My beheaded heart in your hand
We never know
Some dreams come true
Not that many…
Love live love
My violin in the grass
My guitar out of tune
My mind out of tune
Burning pianos
In your dormant skies eyes
Who knows the truth ?
Love live love
Running away
From a prospective brook
From an invented happiness
A slip siding away delusion
We’ve been listening
To too many songs
Everybody knows that
Love live love
Your deserted shoulder
My head in my backback
I’m itchhiking back
To where I came from
Before I drew the picture
To HELL !

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