A conversation, when there's nothin to say Imagination, makes more real than a face Intoxicated, by the taste of her smile Clostrophobic, it's been more than a while
In the dead of night, via satelite Will you be my love? Will you deep blue love? Far in outer space, make more love than place, For this deep blue love, you're my deep blue love
Slick as the silence you have sown, Quick as the death that I have always known, Again Out of the darkness black your eyes, Fighting still fighting reaping spies Touch me and tell me what you see, Little by little you're mass effecting me
In the dead of night, via satelite Will you be my love? Will you deep blue love? Far in outer space, make more love than place, For this deep blue love, you're my deep blue love
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Suffocating, in the vacuum of space, Resuscitate me, the blue eyed spectre of grace