dear delilah








Fathers, be good to your daughters; daughters will love like you do.

you are the strength and the weight of her world

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Stream her with roses and daisies, dear mother,
let all that she speak be all that that she hears.
For no higher, no higher let her forehead doth grow;
and so dote, dote my mother, my mother so dear
and let her run free with a conscience so clear


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Friday, 5 October 2007
samson

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first.
Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth
I have to go, I have to go
Your hair was long when we first met.

Samson went to bed
not much hair left on his head
ate a slice of wonderbread and went back to bed
the history books forgot about us
and the bible never mentioned us
the bible didn't mention us
not even once

you are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Beneath the stars came falling on our heads
But they're just soft light, they're just soft light
your hair was long when we first met

Samson came to my bed,
told me that my hair was red
told me that I was beautiful and came into my bed
Oh, I cut his hair myself one night
a dull pair of scissors in the yellow light
And he told me that I'd done alright
and he kissed me till the morning light

Samson went back to bed
not much hair left on his bed
ate a slice of wonderbread and went right back to bed.
Oh, we couldn't bring the columns down
no we couldn't destroy a single one
and the history books forgot about us
and the bible never mentioned us
not even once

You are my sweetest downfall -
I loved you first.

he told me that I've done alright
and kissed me till the morning light