Level your fretting. I won't be forgetting the flush of your face

When I lifted you level to me and a wattle tree framed your body.

In whispers welling with the dope of a new Spring

You said "Kill me a dynasty or our love won't mean a thing..."

A bullet for a diamond ring.

A favour promised

A promise delivered and more to you -

It's only a war I'll be back to your shore before you know it I'm gone,

Then I'll cover you body.



And if you have to go please go lightly,

Keep it to a foxtrot whether he's a fox or not.

Keep it cold, keep all your heat for me -

I'll be needing it for when I'm cold you see?

Let your children remind you of me

Whether by another or by the ghost in me in you -

There goes my baby.

I would think of you and a palmtree would cover your body.



You - in love and war we are bound by a law,

it goes to you and then to yours to recover my body.



She bound me up and hugged me

'O how the mother loves thee'

She covered my body

In a ragged flag and bloody -

O not on your life.






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