Top Songs By Ames Harding & the Mirage
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Ames Harding
Songwriter
Lyrics
Come near
To hear the beating of a violent heart
In melodies with which she hates to part
She roams
In groves adorned with Birds of Paradise
Who leave these scars upon her naked skin
Cut by beauty's knife
The lines of a poem
Ladadada
A poem
She holds
The smoking embers of horizon's bloom
In callused hands that speak of toil and truth
Be still
As she begins to weave the wildest rose
In tapestries with maddening ease
She whispers as she sews
The lines of a poem
Ladadada
A poem
The ground I till and flesh I kill
To eat my fill but I am never full
From hollows creep the vines of sleep
To give or keep but never to own
Cause the poet
Has no name
They give their words like seeds upon the wind
As the poem
Finds its way
To ears that hear the secrets held within
The hands of time spell reason's rhyme
Upon the skin of all who've ever lived
I've learned quite well
Those wrinkles tell
A story that the tongue would never give
Cause the poem
Has no place
It comes and goes wherever it may please
And the poem
Has no face
It shows to those that take the time to see
Ooh
Marianne close your eyes
Who are you without disguise?
Feel her head upon your thighs
Free to love
Free from sight
Marianne, a fateful mind
Will you give until you die
Poetry, thick like wine
In your blood
In your mind
In your blood
In your mind
In your blood
In your mind
In your blood
In your mind
In your blood
In your mind
Writer(s): Christopher Harding
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