Текст песни Silver Wings

From tender years you took me for granted.

But still I deigned to wander through your lungs.

While you were sleeping soundly in your bed.

(Your drapes were silver wings; your shutters flung)

I drew the poison from the summer's sting,

And eased the fire out of your fevered skin.

I moved in you and stirred your soul to sing;
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And if you'd let me, I would move again.

I've danced 'tween sunlit strands of lover's hair;

Helped form the final words before your death.

I've pitied you and plied your sails with air;

Gave blessing when you rose upon my breath.

And after all of this, I am amazed,

That I am cursed far more than I am praised.