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(Sullivan/Heaton) The lovers they kiss and slowly they turn For drawing a breath there is nothing but time A thousand million years before we crash in the sun And I know we will be still here in Her arms In the thick black night we could lie in the grass And gaze at the sky and watch the satellites pass A thousand million miles the earth She will turn Then still we will be here in Her arms And if we could float away in our dreams There's a city that waits under the sea The days to pass living in the rose The seeded land slow and old The scented air heavy and warm Whispers, touches . . .
