Inspiration, Inspiration
Where have you gone
Far away in the heather
You shelter your heart
No nearer to my grasp
As the days flacidly pass
You trifle with boredom
You romance apathy
Laying your tongue in it's mouth
To incite the silence
Laying your hands cross the breast
Of writhing indolence
Inspiration, Inspiration
Haven't I done you proud
Made your voice louder
Than the whisper in my ear
You run from me now to the meadow
Where muses lay their heads
I wait for you in the darkness
Wait for your harmony to fill my head
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