Real deal

by jason   Dec 19, 2007


Storms chase the devil from my mind
please no thoughts of being unkind
the heat turns to powerful visions
to leave this place of uneasy wisdom
i gather speed to be by your side
travelling through days and uneasy nites
your beauty astounds even an angels call
whispering to each other in the cathedrals hall
when i awake i turn to see if you are real
you smile at me an angel your the real deal

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