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3 AM
Nowhere else to go
It's 3 AM and I miss you so
Couples are departing soon they'll all be gone
Now another day is starting
Still I linger on with
Blue Champagne
Purple shadows and blue champagne
With the echoes that still remain
I keep a blue rendezvous
Bubbles rise
Like a fountain before my eyes
And they suddenly crystallize
To form a vision of you
All the plans we started, all the songs we sang
Each little dream we knew
Seems to overtake me
Like a boomerang
Blue is the sparkle, gone is the tang
It's your refrain,
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Cowards are unholy
Parasites that hide
Detonate the human bomb
Hands are all awash in blood
Carnage from the scriptures
Slaughter of the lamb
Break the neck of the white dove
Run down by the tracks above
Whip the back
Of your messiah
Your peace kills by death
Bow your head
The prayer calls to violence
That history rejects
Waiting wall of murder
Consummating hate
League of perpetuity
Will open wounds of disbelief
Through self immolation
You desecrate the ground
Annihilate the innocents
In crucifixion crashing dow
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(Carlene Carter/Howie Epstein)
I'll be waitin' by the door when you come home
Waiting for the words
I've wanted to hear from you for so long
Everything could change
Anything is possible
In this world of miracles
I'm here, you're there
We're worlds apart
But still we share love deep in our hearts
I still cry over you at the drop of the hat
I lose control just like that
It's not too late
It's not too late
My love will wait
It's not too late
Anything is possible
In this world of miracles
There's never been anyone for me but you
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"Her blackness is fine, the blackness of her skin the blackness of her mind"
Her beauty cannot be measured with standards of a colonized mind
Darker than blue darker than her blackness
Unblemished her features broad and striking
She cradles his body with her large hands
Her fingers stretch endlessly into his world of pain
Her caresses warm and penetrating she loves the black boy
His existence predestined to be one of no remorse compassion
Or the delusion of equality
But the love he gives (a doxology for her)
He praises and cares for what he can
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