You hit me like a deafening sound
from nowhere that goes straight to my chest
I asked the moon but it's not around
Maybe it's in the midst of its rest
You some to my ears as vivid as the song
of nymphs that descend from heaven where you belong
You blind me with a light to tell me that you're near
OH, you're always waking me my thunder
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