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He opens his eyes |
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Falls in love at first sight |
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With the girl in the doorway |
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What beautiful lines |
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Heart full of life |
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After thousands of years |
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what a face to wake up to |
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He holds back a sigh |
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As she touches his arm |
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She dusts off the bed where til now he's been sleeping |
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Under mires of stone |
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The dry fig of his heart |
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Under scarab and bone |
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Starts back to its beating |
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She carries him home |
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In a beautiful boat |
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He watches the sea from a porthole in stowage |
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He can hear all she says |
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As she sits by his bed |
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And one day his lips answered her |
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In her own language |
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The days quickly pass |
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He loves making her laugh |
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The first time he moves it's her hair that he touches |
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She asks "Are you cursed?" |
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He says "I think that I'm cured." |
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Then he talks of the Nile and the girls in bulrushes |
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In New York he is laid |
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In a glass covered case |
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He pretends he is dead |
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People crowd round to see him |
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But at night she comes round |
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And the two wander down the halls of the tomb |
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That she calls a museum |
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But he stops to rest |
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Then less and less |
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Then it's her that looks tired |
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Staying up asking questions |
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He learns how to read |
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From the papers that she is writing about him |
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Then he makes corrections |
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It's his face on her book |
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More come to look |
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Families from Iowa |
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Upper West-Siders |
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Then one day it's too much |
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He decides to get up |
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Then as chaos ensues he walks outside to find her |
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She is using a cane |
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And her face looks too pale |
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But she's happy to see him |
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As they walk he supports her |
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She asks "Are you cursed?" |
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But his answer is obscured |
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In a sandstorm of flashbulbs |
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Rowdy reporters |
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Such reanimation |
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The two tour the nation |
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He gets out of limos |
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Meets other women |
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He speaks of her fondly |
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Their nights in the museum |
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She's just one more rag now he's dragging behind him |
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She stops going out |
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She just lies there in bed |
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In hotels in whatever towns they are speaking |
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Then her face starts to set |
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And her hands start to fold |
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Then one day the dry fig of her heart stops its beating |
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Long ago on the ship |
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She asked why pyramids |
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He said "Think of them as an immense invitation." |
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She asks "Are you cursed?" |
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He says "I think that I'm cured." |
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Then he kissed her and hoped |
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That she'd forget that question |
