oh laura, laura lee
how can you treat me so uncompromisingly
can you not see that my love for you
is the essence of all that is beautiful and true?
there is a symphony in the breeze
that brings the world to its collective knees
there is a shout from a distant hill
that makes the universe stand still
i am not to blame
if the shout and the symphony are the same
the greatest love in the history of time
that i hope excuses this pathetic rhyme
that is all i have for now
it will all be the same anyway anyhow
oh laura, laura lee
how can you treat me so uncompromisingly
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