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The Jail

Let’s tango to the edge of Lorca’s grave

Rising his soul with words of love

As he recites them

We continue to dance until the Spanish sun

Seeps into the ocean

Where our souls drown without a saviour

Leaving death to hold captive

And life cannot pay the ransom

As we become prisoners left in the waters

We will not be saved

And the memory of us will be lost

As we remain in the jail of the deceased

 

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  1. Powerful words of love, passion and tragic ending, nicely crafted work.

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