come close, my dear, the end of the world is here
and there’s not much time left to go
may i have one last dance, a dance to end this wild romance?
oh! how i love you so
the birds up in the trees are singing in the breeze
a prelude so soft and so low
press your cheek to mine
let your hips move in time
to the sounds of the desolation waltz
the earth grooves and shakes
buildings sway and start to break
bombs like drums landing on the one
“that’s always been my favorite dress”
as i brush the ashes from your tresses
your skin, a burning sun
and the sky is crimson red
as the stars jump to their death
the sea heaves, mighty cities fall
in rhythm and in rhyme
lead me to the end of time
hand in hand to the desolation waltz
oh, my heart once was heavy
but you made it fly
never another tomorrow
never another goodbye
through the streets the people scream
it won’t wake me from this dream
as skin melts to bone and bone to stone
press your lips to mine
one last kiss for the end of time
one last kiss for the desolation waltz
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Whilst gently paddling along this glistening river with the sun warming my back I found contentment. At a peaceful spot I set up camp and breathed in the beauty........."I think I'll stay a while" I said to myself.
Thank you for this peaceful spot Mr Henderson :0) Martin Shields
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