To Sir with Love

Said the Letter in my tray

It wasn’t for me

It was an Ode to Billie Joe,

I turned and left the building

On a dark and windy night

I wandered, lost and alone,

I saw a church full of people

I knelt at the back

And told God, I am a believer

I threw of the chains of sadness

I felt a spirit inside

Lighting my fire, with love and desire

I said some...

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In that first perfect summer, that summer of love

when rifles bloomed and we turned on

and so nearly dropped out

in that year we met

and in the sun

we loved

despite clouds

that threatened us

and sought to break our love

a sad weight of parental love turned on

our first perfect summer, our first summer of love

In that first perfect summer, that summer of love

whe...

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