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So, so long ago And so far away When time was just a line That you fed me When you wanted to stay We'd talk as soft as chalk Till morning came, as pale as a pearl No time, no, no time Now, I have got all the time in the world Say, honey, did you belong to me Tell me, honey, was your heart at rest when, darling All the mourning doves were howling us A song of love's oh god-awful lawlessness, lawlessness Say, honey, did you belong to me Tell me, honey, did I pass your test I lay, as still as death, until the dawn Whereupon I wrested from your god-awful lawlessness, lawlessness I roam around the tidy grounds Of my dappled sanatorium Coatless, I sit amongst the moles, adrift And I dote upon my pinesap gum And the light, through the pines in brassy tines Lays over me, dim as rum Letras de cancionesAnd thick as molasses, and so time passes And so, my heart, tomorrow comes I feel you, leaning Out back with the crickets Loyal heart marking the soon-ness darkness Tonight, still the mourning doves Will summon us their song Of love's neverdoneing lawlessness, lawlessness While, over and over Rear up, stand down, lay round Trying to sound-out or guess the reasons To sleep like a soldier, without rest But there is no treason Where there is only lawlessness, lawlessness In the last week Of the last year I was aware I took a blind shot, across the creek At the black bear When he roused me in the night And left me cowering with my light Calling out Who is there Who's there Who is there I watched you sleep Repeating my prayer Give love a little shove And it becomes terror And now I am calling In a sadness beyond anger And beyond fear Who is there Who's there Who is there I glare and nod Like the character, God Bearing down upon the houses and lawns I knew a little bit, But, darling, you were it And, darling, now it is long gone Sweetheart, in your clean, bright start Back there, behind a hill, and a dell And a state line or two, I'll be thinking of you Yes, I'll be thinking and be wishing you well We land, I stand, but I wait for the sound of the bell I have to catch a cab and my bags are at the carousel And then Lord, just then, time alone will only tell You morning dove From Letras Mania