BYZANTINE
wake up to this passive time
seven years since that sacred time
how I wish I could just return to Byzantine
maybe I could have had it all
been engulfed by her citadels
how her eyes seemed to beg for me...
...to conquer her again
I don't really want to know about how I lost
all I want to do is resurrect
my Byzantine, my Byzantine, she said...
my Byzantine, she said...
she said
"sink your teeth deep in Byzantine"
see my grip slip on Byzantine
feel my thoughts drift towards Byzantine
my...
breathe deep and just pray today
that we'll see another day
new hope that the southern sky brings Byzantine
straight into her brilliant blue
smothered by her perfect view
but today is a different day
she said good-bye again
I love my Byzantine, my Byzantine
I pray for Byzantine, my Byzantine

EXCADE DECADE DECADA
I remember eighty one
and everything I should have done
not many second thoughts
can be remembered as a second chance
I remember eighty one
when things looked bleak but lots of fun
and then I melted in the burning sun
and then I drifted through eighty one
through eighty one, eighty one...
I remember eighty three
so full of life and lust and greed
and hope that eighty three...
would be remembered as eighty three
I remember eighty three
with eyes so blue she stared at me
and then she whispered "come close to me"
and then she smiled, and then I ran away
take this away...
slow fade to eighty eight
so full of spite and lack of faith
so tired of dead end fates, so tired of eighty eight
slow fade to eighty eight
reborn again, but much to late
the girl I loved, she loved to hate
she can't remember eighty eight
she can't remember...
take this away...

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