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(Hammill)

Slow in the quiet of the room;
so is the smell of her perfume
that you she's eternal,
that you she is everything...
but no-one knows she is.
Repentance for all you have said;
her entrance to raise you from the dead
and you think she's with you,
and you think that always stay,
always ready to you,
ready to grant you her mercy
but in her own way.
When she comes, be a stranger;
struck dumb, try to protest
as the beats out the danger...
too late, you should noticed
the lady with the skin so white,
like something out of Blake or
blocked out the light
and all you owned.

Still you she's forever,
and tomorrow...
but no-one knows she is.
Still you that you can win her
and prayer is that she'll want you;
aware - once a saint, now you're a
and sins are going to haunt you
the lady with her skin so white
like out of Edgar Allan Poe
your hand so very tight
and you hope she'll never let go.

Easy targets, easy crosswords, life:
these key margins you balanced on the knife,
darkly.
In the end it all down to sleazy bargains.
That hidden key - you tried so hard to it,
all you can conceive is the to be worthy;
even now you to be reminded
that La Dame is without mercy.
The lady with her skin so -
you did quite catch her name -
now she holds you in the
and she'll let go again,
never let go again.