My muse changes weekly... This week, it shall be named Miriam.
lyrics
She comes ringing at my chamber door
Once again she puts me on the floor
She'll close the curtains and dim the lights
She brings darkness and she brings the night
Oh Miriam you turn my face unto the cold
You're in my eye through all the years of young and old
And to the sky I cry out help me gain control
Oh Miriam you shall not have my soul
When at my highest I still feel the pull
Like a pin hole in a glass that's full
Her voice in whispers, a cloak of dreams
She turns the gradual into extremes
Oh Miriam you drown the sunlight with your rain
In your pleasure you administer the pain
And to the sky I cry out help me take a stand
Oh Miriam release me from your hand
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