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I am stories told by twilight
I am ashes on the wind
Plus Account, Created on 13 October 2011 (#42861300), Last updated on 7 May 2012 [Gift]
- 180 journal entries
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- Name:
- Solace
- Birthdate:
- 12 October
- Location:
- Florida, United States
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- Bio
- Come to me softly oh come to me sweetly oh come to me now as the year turns around.
I’ll give in to you as I once did, completely,
If you’ll follow me, follow me, follow me down, come and follow me, follow me down.
When we were children we swore we’d be married,
We ran and we played at the dawn of the year,
But autumn came quickly -- the spring never tarried --
The winter arrived and you buried me here,
Do you know me now, know me oh, know me my dear? Come and follow me follow me down.
Ours is the union of cycles and seasons,
From planting to harvest, from flower to frost;
We made all our choices, we knew all our reasons,
Each time that you kissed me, I knew I was lost,
All our debts have been paid, and we’ve counted the cost,
Do you know me now, know me oh, know me my dear? Come and follow me follow me down...
Come to me softly oh come to me sweetly...
Call me Persephone, lady of springtime,
Call me Snow White, who was fairest of all,
I’ll call you the king who is buried in winter,
And we’ll burn like stars in the fires of the fall
As the stories, our stories, these stories recall, come and follow me follow me down.
There’s blood on the snow and there’s fire in the cornfields;
And we know the patterns, we’ll follow the rules,
We’ve been burned and been frozen, and always, the wound’s healed,
To bring us back here as fate plays us for fools,
All the monarchs of seasons are nothing but tools,
As the stories, our stories, these stories recall, come and follow me follow me down.
Come to me softly oh come to me sweetly oh come to me now as the year comes around.
I’ll give in to you as I once did completely,
If you’ll follow me, follow me, down to the ground,
Come and follow me, follow me, follow me down, come and follow me, follow me,
Come to me swiftly oh come to me burning,
I’ll be the May Queen, you’ll bring on the frost.
Come to me weeping and come to me yearning,
We’ve paid for these hours, and we’ve always been lost,
Come and follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me follow me down...
Come and follow me, follow me down.