jim hogg - Bounded By Wings

Love is a dancing of very small things
Or river of madness without release -
A handful of moments bounded by wings

That carry us; an exquisite disease
We greedily suffer its blissful ache
Or river of madness without release

It's a serenade and the vows we break
In the heart of the storm, the pit of loss
We greedily suffer its blissful ache

And borne by love there's no gulf we can't cross
All that it brings seems especially true
In the heart of the storm, the pit of loss

An answering call that's suddenly through
Under our radar and under our skin
All that it brings seems especially true

In eyes that can't hide the smiling within
Love is a dancing of very small things
Under our radar and under our skin -
A handful of moments bounded by wings


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jim hogg

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