My darlin' won't you come,
to a place far far away,
where there are no nightmares,
no dreams at all, I admit,
every day melds into the next,
never stopping, never hindered.
Our love everlasting, here to stay.
You don't agree? Without what?
Love will die... without the sweet,
sweet desire to dream?
Is that so.
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When Twilight Comes... the face of our Dawn will be revealed in Truth.
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