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BLUE CHANDELIER
Here is a game,
Let us play.
Gingerly darling,
It wisps you away.
He gave you something, but not so much dear. He gave you heartache and
a Blue Chandelier.
I see through your eyes
I hold no fear
Blue Chandelier.
So
go with the whippoorwills,
Singing their song.
Dance with the daffodils,
And the swirling bong.
Take to the hills of misbegotten fear.
Look once again to a Blue Chandelier.
I
see through your eyes
I hold no fear
Blue Chandelier.
I
open up a door and let in a breeze.
Inside my conscious,
I all but freeze.
Blown by desire -
Am I straight?
Am I queer?
Well it doesn't matter with a Blue Chandelier.
Well
here is God.
Where is his voice?
Who made the trial and who made the choice? Visit begotten - my temptation
is near,
Profess your faith to a Blue Chandelier.
I
see through your eyes
I hold no fear
Blue Chandelier.
1998
Natives Are Restless * All Rights Reserved
Published by Natives Are Restless * ASCAP
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