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The Last Refugee

Roger Waters
Language: English



Lie with me now
Under lemon tree skies
Show me the shy, slow smile
you keep hidden by warm brown eyes

Catch the sweet hover of lips just barely apart
And wonder at loves sweet ache
And the wild beat of my heart

Oh, rhapsody tearing me apart

And I dreamed I was saying
goodbye to my child
She was taking a last look at the sea
Wading through dreams,
up to our knees in warm ocean swells
While bathing belles, soft beneath
Hard bitten shells punch their iPhones
Erasing the numbers of redundant lovers

And search the horizon
And you'll find my child
Down by the shore
Digging around
for a chain or a bone
Searching the sand
for a relic washed up by the sea


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