Build up the fire
Build up the one, true love
I stoke the aces and stake a show of Deadman's bluff
Snuff out the aegis
Raze out the aeon flux
And of that fire
And by the ages I sought from you
In true blue
Must I alone of oceans born and make
And, wanton moon again be by sleep to wake
The workmen tires anew
His ship saddened along the route
Yet at journey's end
A journey has no fools
What once was tender scene
Now jubilee
And your sanctuary
Becomes, becomes
Becomes jubilee
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God sense soul
They blossom under a dream
An orchard's child
Flower 'round you'll catch conceit
Not now nor will thee unmask by spectral means
I've known of Earth's sky
A robin's tears draw mist from mud
To slumber untouched
Prodigal and lame
Serene, yet grace born
Temperate, yet dead in laurels
From sphere and dome I yield escape
If there's no excuse that I could ever will to suit
Then how do they satisfy
A vengeance I've failed to roost?
What once was tender scene
Is now jubilee
And your sanctuary
Becomes, becomes
Becomes, becomes Jubilee
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Lark in thy view
Glow worms spin sails for thy breath
Our faeries fairest ship sends a most oft regret
The virgin ground pounds proud hearts to transience
As sadness is one
A faeries strength is in the murk
Yet tending by firsts
Just who abides the melancholic kiss
When your upward sob's
A comet called Autumn from May
Beneath pleasure and arms
Astronomers trade for stars
But I never knew
That you were one of ours
What once was tender scene
Now jubilee
And your sanctuary
Becomes, becomes
Becomes Jubilee