Tall Tales


I

 

Come meet me here at the dead of night
And we’ll leave this insane world
With the enigmatic moon lighting our path
And our shadows blending in the dark

 

II


Your words are flying away with the wind
You can give them to anyone freely
Your speech could mean everything and nothing
Tethering madness.

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