https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZBKFCLd6mZE = Goodbye Ruby Tuesday Franco Battiato
For the moment
Rage grows
nurtured by
A nest of lies
Irrevokable
For the moment
She hit the Gemeni
In that space
The night harbor
The silver sliver
When the soul
Is tired
When
Ghosts rise
From battles long considered over
Rise
To tear at the flesh again
and again
and again
She won
For the moment
when
In the words
Epic
collided with
Tragic
In the end
The fragmented turblence
Of
The stifled
simple
silence
She won
For the moment
unable to see
His grin
As he rose
He knew
In that moment
For in that moment
All is only for a moment
And tomorrow
Expectantly lies peeking
Over the horizon
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