She kissed on me a kiss the way a kiss should be,
And she kissed on me the sweetest kiss in history,
I gave her a book and I read aloud from it's pages,
And she whispered me this soliloquy in stages.

Don't refuse me, my darling,
Don't leave me, my love,
Don't refuse me, my darling,
Don't leave me, my love.

We walked on the pavement that the sun lit into crimson,
And she told me she was going to the midwest for a reason,
I said "reasons are for cowards was excuses are for killers,
And this tide that is high is drowning all the sailors."

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And so she whispered me a farewell where a kiss should be,
After she kissed on me the saddest kiss in history,
She is going where the snow is on the landscapes of the farms,
And no longer am I stronger, I have but reasons for my arms.

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