The Last Stanza

Duet at Tinkune

Dull, dull are the eyes
Of Tinkune

And the hearts worst
Than these dusty roads

And the voices earsplitting
Than these tooting vehicles, yelling conductors

I remember you, your love for me
It's never smooth, never fresh
A bumpy ride, knackered easily

Yet we love each other
Because we know bliss lies yonder

Dull, dull are the eyes
Of Tinkune

And we're not of the same.

 

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