I've been your muse since forever
I've sung your song since I could remember
Played your music like a lullaby
Hushing me to a deep night
We've had a good run, brilliant pair
Like the eternal lovers in Shakespeare
And now when the curtains close were done
And then they'll clap on our life and the sun
Will set on an end, our time will come
Let this be our swan song
At moonlight when there's nothing but the air hung
And this will be our swan song
We'll sing our swan song
They'll write our story, inked in its melody
They'll play our tune, strum on its melancholy
When they remember us, they will hear, what your words meant and
what my voice felt
Singing your song
Now that the music stopped, are we now done
Did we only exist when song was sung
Eternally alive in our music but forever under the sun
They'll clap for us and cry for us and die for us
Like every legend that has their run
Let this be our swan song
At moonlight when there's nothing but the air hung
And this will be our swan song
We'll sing our swan song
Our swan song, our swan song
Let this be our swan song,
sing our swan song
La la la, swan song
La la la, swan song
La la la,
la la la,
la la la.
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Beat Poetry
PoetryModern beat poetry, old school Kerouac, classic Lana Del Rey. If Lana Del Rey's music had an affair with Jack Kerouac's work their love child would be my poetry, set against the pop culture of America, the high of Cubano, the Lolita age where the gl...
