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Old 02-04-2018, 23:03
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Originally Posted by Porco View Post
In Eternity

I fell in love, in love with you a million times
Your clothes, your hair and the sweetest of smiles
We’ll never see, see the like of you again
A master of pleasure and a master of pain

Dark is away
Light is a place

Close the curtains in L.A.
Open them up on a Berlin day
Self-made and self-realised
Always ready to disguise

In eternity
In death as in life
In eternity
The king and queen of style

There is no journey, no start and no ending
We all still arrive and keep on departing
You place a light on a different universe
Made life better with the wonder of your words

Dark is away
Light is a place

Close the curtains in L.A.
Open them up on a Berlin day
Self-made and self-realised
Always ready to disguise

In eternity
In death as in life
In eternity
The king and queen of...

Close the curtains in L.A.
Open them up on a Berlin day
Self-made and self-realised
Always ready to disguise

In eternity
As death as in life
In eternity
The king and queen of style

Close the curtains in L.A.
Open them up on a Berlin day




Porco’s notes:
So, there’s still a few I’m not 100% on, and some I’m not sure will be possible to discern (“Dark is a way” or “Dark is away”?! Is this an obvious Bowie reference I’m being dense about?).
'Dark is a way and light is a place' is a line from a Dylan Thomas poem called Poem on His Birthday
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There is a rapture on the lonely shore
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more," - Byron

'I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.' (from Sea Fever - John Masefield)


"Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all" - Emily Dickinson
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