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If I Could Speak To Lord Byron

If I could speak to Lord Byron
We would discuss the loneliest truth
I am alone
When I dream of love so sweet
For the women I greet and meet
They walk into the shadows
Or are faceless goddesses
Deep in the diamond sun
And through the darkest night
 
If I could speak to Lord Byron
We’d sing songs of passion
Love, pain, and longing
The way the sea must crash
To meet the demand of the moon
Shining naked, emotions fleeting
Beneath a smoking rose
I lie in soil waiting
 
If I could speak to Lord Byron
I’d tell him about you
Emerald eyes and flashing smile
Your flowing hair for which I’d walk
A mile to see
My pale soul in such desire
I am dry wood
You are the fire
 
If I could speak to Lord Byron
We’d hit the town
Bar after bar, bottle after bottle
Getting drunk like clowns
Shouting at life
Shouting for shouting’s sake
Our only surveyor
The pale moon
Who says nothing back
We welcome it
 
But you appear
You just appear and make me cry
Blinded by your lost beauty
Making us drunken fools
At some bar
In some town
In some circumstance
 
You solve the endless enigma
I fall behind
I can’t take your hand as mine falls short,
The alcohol is now to much
Let’s drink more tomorrow
 
If I could speak to Lord Byron
I’d tell him I love you
For the dreamy heart may ache
And the hands might shake
And with each breath you take
You might make a mistake
But she is worth it for fuck’s sake
 
So if I could speak to Lord Byron,
I would say hello to the present
Let fade the past
Living every moment as my last
Find you and we’d fly
Into an endless sky
 
But that’ll never be,
Nobody feels pain as I lie in the rain,
Some man once said
And if I could speak to Lord Byron
Id see in the end,
I finally have a friend
 
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