We stand here on the brink
The very edge of the rainbow
Peering into the pot of seven colours
It contains no leprechaun's gold
But a starlight diorama of bliss
of her best most-dimpled smiles
And his brightly gregarious guffaws
I want to leap merrily and freely
Into the lightning starburst
The very edge of the rainbow
Peering into the pot of seven colours
It contains no leprechaun's gold
But a starlight diorama of bliss
of her best most-dimpled smiles
And his brightly gregarious guffaws
I want to leap merrily and freely
Into the lightning starburst
Collect all their astral glitter dust
And free them all from the ties that bind
I hesitate daily...because to do so
Would be to bring
the angel winds of silence
Into his life once more
And free them all from the ties that bind
I hesitate daily...because to do so
Would be to bring
the angel winds of silence
Into his life once more
I seek to try again, another year
Anne the Obscure
Anne the Obscure
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