She Is My Escape

John Smith

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The crowd at the gate is hanging on late like posters from some lost campaign 
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Suits loose and frayed, their hats blown away, sails catching nothing but rain 
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I stand with a rope tied firm to the hope that will leave a good night where it fell 
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and that light burst and free is coming for me, let's love and let's do loving well 

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Now I woke in a cloud after speaking aloud to a vision of you in the street 
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Back in a room the heat in full bloom I see lilies grow wild at my feet 
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So down the line I'll keep your heart in mine and our lungs ring an hourly bell 
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It's as clear as the moon as it follows and taps on my shoulder; I'm under a spell 

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Out here in the night where I once lost the fight and abandoned all hope for a home 
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I seek out her shape, you know she is my escape and I'll follow wherever she goes 
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The hinge of her door well it groans and roars and what stands between us like a veil 
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Is my fear and my doubt, but I turn and sing darling, let's love and let's do loving well 
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let's love and let's do loving well 
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let's love and let's do loving well 

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