Muse: Cymbals

I fail when I break your rule Be rest assured I still love you For even when the sound of drums and bass guitars go faint Your peaceful cymbals still play down the sorrow in my heart

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Love flowed in this heart
Pure as in the waters
That flow on smooth rocks
And of a baby”s tears
Growing her first tooth
We watched it sprout
This is a lovely one, we thought
But then the suns scorch
Came to it, with fiery passion
The heat was on, unbearable
The love melted off, we cried
But then it went, gradually
Never to come back to us

I belong not to this enclave
Called the world