Soon - there won’t be - a place we won’t go - a part we won’t see - you’ll become – my territory - and I am yours - soon. Soon - when the cold wind blows - it’ll blow on us both - because you’re walking with me - I’ve got arms - made for to hold - you tonight - soon. Soon - I’ll give you my key - I gave you her stone - I’ll give you his name - every thread - of all that I own - I now give - soon. All my words - are bound by a chain - with time - a beginning and end. But love - it comes out this way - just as now - now.
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