Heliotrope — No Talent For Certainty

My love, she turns towards the sun When I see darkness coming on She’ll take whatever light there is Until the last small ray is gone And doubled there amidst the dark As I brood on the light that’s been She waits to open up in praise For when the sun returns Again

via Heliotrope — No Talent For Certainty

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