don't the hours grow shorter as the days go by?
you never get to stop and open your eyes
one day you're waiting for the sky to fall
the next you're dazzled by the beauty of it all
when you're lovers in a dangerous time
lovers in a dangerous time
these fragile bodies of touch and taste
this vibrant skin, this hair like lace
spirits open to the thrust of grace
never a breath you can afford to waste
when you're lovers in a dangerous time
lovers in a dangerous time
when you're lovers in a dangerous time
lovers in a dangerous time
when you're lovers in a dangerous time
sometimes you're made to feel as if your love's a crime
nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight
got to kick at the darkness till it bleeds daylight
-bruce cockburn 1983
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