I woke up to greet the dusk,
With life diminished to the husk.
The web of love suppressed,
Confusion, and unrest
Became my easy nest.
Beyond the endless barren land
I find a chance to take my stand.
I make you my Toulon.
With you shall I belong,
From now on and on.
The weakness I defy,
Was fully justified.
The weakness I defy,
Is due to be denied.
You're my point of no, no, no, no retreat;
Heading for the darkness, I've got what I have to quit.
You're my point of no, no, no, no return;
Straying in the starkness, I've got what I have to earn.
My Toulon
© Copyright: Антон Тулон, 2012
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