Lend me your ear,
'Tis nice of you to hear
Church bells, they ring,
closer, closer to hither
Indeed, 'tis thou, loving.
But, thy borrowed ear,
with most humbleness,
is for news not far from here:
"Don't be alaramed,
[There is no harm]
I feel we're falling back to ground,
[But] Don't be afraid,
[Because for us
Fantazies are our reality's background]
I hear in every word they say,
That even if you don't look back,
be sure and find out who was there,
And what they wore,
and ten more reasons."
All this matters,
when weaving and stitching
and creating and constructing,
our, soon-to-be, love matter.
-irivng
ps. i tried to take your fave song lyrics and manipulate and stuff. i hope you like it and that i didnt ruin it(:
