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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Infernal Scribe" data-source="post: 2562219" data-attributes="member: 52521">Home again, within the grey.Forgotten all the things we shared. The feelings a echo of yesterday,a day without the rain.And yet the memory is still haunting me, our song still mocking me.Swaying to that old black magic,under mercurial skies and on planar shores. When marimba rhythms start to play,Dance with me, make me swayLike a lazy ocean hugs the shoreHold me close, sway me more Turning back the clock, in a place where time has no meaning.Like a flower bending in the breeze,Bend with me, sway with easeWhen we dance you have a way with meStay with me, sway with me I recalled your midnight dress,as we danced alone among crowed avenues.Other dancers may be on the floor,Dear but my eyes will see only youOnly you have the magic techniqueWhen we sway I go weak Alive with the disease, lost in the midst of madness, I can hear the sounds of violinsLong before it beginsMake me thrill as only you know howSway me smooth, sway me now Recalling the fact that he came to interfere,broke us apart and made you shed tears. Other dancers may be on the floorDear, but my eyes will see only youOnly you have the magic techniqueWhen we sway I go weak Made us distance, and yet not so far away.I can hear the sounds of violinsLong before it beginsMake me thrill as only you know howSway me smooth, sway me nowYou know howSway me smooth, sway me now Home again, within the grey.Recalled all the things we shared. The feelings a echo of yesterday,alone within the rain.___________________________Lyrics in Italtics quoted from Michael Buble - Sway </blockquote>

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