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The Mad Flight
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Her Majesty
And when you died how I trod and tried to find you
In every inch of sky
But how track you down in the clouds, O how remind you
How to be with you tonight?
And by the by I'll see
Through her newfound opacity
As this butterfly will Her Majesty
Come to me
A Stockholm syndrome victim,
A camoufleur stowed in the wings
O this mockingbird, well it don't sing
But it sang for me
Should I clip my wings? dip the feathers into ink
To pen her a letter on sight?
When nectar you drink, hard to remember what to think
To get her to recognize
Now I don't mind the seraphim
Or all the nights she shares with Him
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But bide my time for the angel grim
To come for me
Don't bother cry, don't you weep
Those crocodile tears, you see
I've got a bottle of whiskey
To comfort me
And by the by I'll see
The wildest nights could ever be
But there's not a volume of whiskey
Can comfort me
I'd break the doors between
I'd pace the floors for eternity
I'd wage a war would Her Majesty
Remember me
There's not a volume of whiskey
Can comfort me
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