This Perfect Time
(An Apocalypse Song, Sort of…)
(c)1998 Thomas K. Major
98-01-08
the petals drift through the warm spring air
got my hand in your pocket got my nose in your hair
got my heart on my sleeve and it’s all too clear
that everything i want is all right here
this perfect time this perfect place
a perfect tear slides down your face
It’s such a shame
It’s such a shame…
the rain comes down all night long
and we just lie here until the dawn
the worlds in your eyes and you’re in my arms
everything I wanted right here all along
this perfect time this perfect place…
one last kiss one last sigh
one last wish though you know it’s a lie
One more laugh just to not have to cry:
“I’ll love you baby, til The End of Time
this perfect time this perfect place…
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Notes/Memo