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fall into the century on a supersonic cross

blessed she in aching silence

eternal loss

calling out i won't surrender a locket of her hair

sympathize her pious pleasures

go down the stairs



into the dark again

to feel alive again

and wait for

real love

or is it me you're after

real love

cause' it's now or never

real love forever



born of the ball and chain

into a world sustained with sorrow



real love

a real touch we speak in

is it ours

or is it what we're seeking

real love



in the eyes behold and you'll find the 21st century

you detonate her will and her widowed speech

buried in the backyard shadow, the rusty coffee tin

that held her mother's first kiss in a nameless dream



fall down the stairs again

to feel alive against

tomorrow

real love

or is it me you're after

real love

cause' it's now or never

real love forever

is it love

or just yours to treasure

real love



we never listen

rela love will listen

and tell her of a fortune

real love is riches

scratch through the changes

real love is nameless

so tired and hopeless



real love is painless

nobody mentions

we ever move to collect

the solar questions

demon scorn should not relax

the laws of gravity



real love

real love