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Ode to Amber

As he walks into the gloom
He sees her sitting there in a corner
Sitting tight shining bright

She beckons to him
The deepest blues are black
Come here be with mi tonight

He holds her tight
Frets about fiddles
Not knowing what would be right

And she says…

Look into my eyes
Baby breath don’t fret
Hold mi tight

She whispers baby slide
Eyes shut he obeys
And she says it will be all right

The deepest blues are black
He feels her vibrate
Vibrate in his soul

She smiles he cries
As this body of lies falls away
And all that remains is light

KK