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Close to the Sun

 


Soon, I’ll fly, close to the sun
Taste that which is forbidden
Hold another man’s woman – in my arms
Make love to her, dusk till it lights
Soon, I’ll fly, close to the sun.

Soon, I’ll fly, close, to the sun
Take her on a tour – Jerusalema
Geography lessons – wonderful curves, round the contours
Lips strawberry – lick ‘em up good – graze
Soon, I’ll fly, close to the sun.

Soon, I’ll fly, close to the sun
Taste that - forbidden
Hold another man’s woman – in my arms
Strum her, dusk till it lights
Soon, I’ll fly, close to the sun.

Soon, I’ll fly, close to the sun
Deep, long, moist – the earth – I plant my flag
I am Coloniser – Paradise, claimed
Grinds, thrusts  - the Space Ship takes flight
Soon, I’ll fly, close to the sun.

Soon, I’ll fly, close to the sun
Taste that - forbidden
Hold another man’s woman – in my arms
Pluck her, dusk till it lights
Soon, I’ll fly, close to the sun.

Today, we mourn a good man
A man who flew – too close to the sun
A man who scorched her – at full blast
Jealous was the other – now in chains
Happens at times – close to the sun.

Soon, I’ll fly, close to the sun
Taste that - forbidden
Hold another man’s woman – in my arms
Tease her, dusk still it lights
Soon, I’ll fly, close to the sun.

Soon, I’ll fly, close to the sun
Taste that - forbidden
Hold another man’s woman – in my arms
Mine her, dusk till it lights
Soon, I’ll fly, close to the sun.

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