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The Chase

 

Misty and forgotten hills

coloring my leaving

coloring my heart

her hopes and thrills

weaving

 

Maker of the autumn night

distance is your fortress

Breaker of the spell

of hearts’ delight

heartless

 

hard to hide

hard to show

easily felt

but harder to know

 

in this craze

this lovers' maze

that you have to

trace to live:

the chase

 

Breather of the winter storm

mystically, gladly

coloring the heart

that must conform

sadly

 

Forger of the chains that seal

loyalty and reason

firmly in the heat

of your concealed

treason

 

hard to hide

hard to show

easily felt

but harder to know

 

in this craze

this lovers' maze

that you have to

trace to live:

the chase

 

Dance to me

your thin despair

dance me the air

 

Dance my heart

that I may share

dance your lie

but dance it fair

 

Dance me blind

but dance me there

 

hard to hide

hard to show

easily felt

but harder to know

 

in this craze

this lovers' maze

that you have to

trace to live:

the chase

 

Twister of that mortal fate

promises we follow

leaving what we once

held true and great

hollow

 

Leaving what was once so clear

overcast and tainted

stranded by your tide

alone, atear

fainted

 

hard to hide

hard to show

easily felt

but harder to know

 

in this craze

this lovers' maze

that you have to

trace to live:

the chase

 

Dance to me

your thin despair

dance me the air

 

Dance my heart

that I may share

dance your lie

but dance it fair

 

 

July 1992/April 2004

 

Copyright © 2005 by Wolfstuff

 

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