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the spangle maker - the modern ameinias: tears lyrics

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he is sitting in this room
it’s different from any other room
it is bathed in fading twilight
with the darkness approaching nigh
a little light peering through the window
is the only comforting embrace he feels
tonight beneath the starry canopy
here within this confining hollow

he wonders if this sentence imposed
is really as long as he feared it would be:
indefinite, cold and lonely
without possibility of parole or reprieve
and he wonders if this sentence imposed
is one that he chose or someone else proposed?
was the branding of the iron self-inflected
or did fortuna’s wheel pr-nounce
his destiny?

for he knew in his heart, he never wanted to be alone
he would say, “if our fate is isolation, why do we then yearn for a connection?”
he kept his eyes open wide for someone he could call his own
all the while trying not to yield to a great despair and desperation

and he remembers those times in his youth heading for the dance hall
looking where the girls congregated; never crossing that invisible line
in fact the female, whether part or whole, never intrigued him much at all
so he broke down the wardrobe doors; his one he knew then how to define

he would have a tender heart oriented toward the land of love
he would have an active mind navigating through the different waters
and he would have a fiery soul longing to swim down the mystical depths
and he would have an outer form in harmony with all the inner

they will voyage together through the enormous ocean of life
they will see each other through both fair winds and violent gales
and they will admire each other for who they really are
and they will build each other up to be who they really are
but better

so he entered the commune of alternate sociability
suddenly he was noticed when he wasn’t noticed before
they saw him as a young man, rich with ardent arability
and they promise him a dream fulfilled, complete with full rapport

yet he felt that there was a gap between the dream and the real;
for he has p-ssionate nights instead that dissipate with the morning dew
the pleasures of the flesh were never what he wanted to feel
nevertheless he continues to search there in vain for his love true

he would still have the outer form in harmony with all the inner
and he would still have the fiery soul, the active mind and the tender heart
they would journey together through the calm seas and the rampant storms
and they would be truly themselves but also grow to each other’s perfection

yet the world affirms only to pursue the corporeal
and that his yearnings are futile and his dream an impossibility
in spite of that he still believes he can have what his heart desires
and he presses on towards an increasingly dark uncertainty

- the spangle maker lyrics

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