Call It Romance

Gogh Van Go

Gogh Van Go

It came in a dream
Call it romance
Call it my last dance
With the relance
With the relance of

I wish I was a figurehead
Carved in the hull of an ancient ship
My cry drowns out the waves
Call it romance

Kaleidoscope dream
A cast of thousands
But still I'm left with
The relance
The relance of

I wish I was a sorceress
Clad in black I reek of distress
Wave my wand and you're a pebble
In the ocean
Or a rusty spring
Call it romance
Of a man's pipe smouldering
Call out your mother on a childhood morn
Call it romance
Of a big rainstorm

I wish I was a statuette
Glued to the dash of a rose Corvette
Plummetting from a cliff to it's death
Call it romance

I wish I was a lady witness
God's magazine pressed close to my chest
Hours in the cold pass like seconds
Call it romance
Of a rusty spring
Call it romance
Of a man's pipe smouldering
Call out your mother on a childhood morn
Call it romance

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