Does it matter
in a relentless tide
what was said?
the secrets we confided
across a bed
well doesn't it?
even if to every distant fire
i've assigned a deep desire
tonight is one
in out of about a billion moons
in as many starry lagoons
should I treasure
those nickles and dimes
you tossed across my sheets?
treating them like diamonds
and if I do, can I really
call you a liar
when your heart
begins to tire?
mine is one
in out of about a billion swoons
of as many sorry bufoons
[guitar solo]
and mine is one
in out of about a billion swoons
of as many sorry bufoons
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