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After this Clive had slept.
Until about an hour ago, because that was as long as it had taken him to get ready, he had padded down the stairs not long before, resplendant in bodice, fishnets, skirt made of neckties, tophat and all.
For all his declarations of 'not being much of a singer' he was doing quite well over there in the corner, smirking faintly as he sang.
Somewhere out in the back of your mind (Somewhere)
Comes your real life and the life that you know
It seems like it was the creation of some of those same old things
It seemed to be the only thing left out in the light
She had trusted many...
But been unfamiliar with...
Almost everyone but you
Everytime that you walk in the room
Well there is magic all around you, if I do say so myself...
I have known this much longer than I've known you
She had trusted many...
And then there would be someone who would enter into her presence
That she could sense for miles...
She dreamed of her wanton luxury
And she laughed and she cried... and she tried to taunt him
And he hated to be separated...
From that picture... No...
Well maybe I'm just thinking that the rooms are all on fire
Everytime that you walk in the room
Ooh, well there is magic all around you, if I do say so myself...
Well I have known this much longer than I've known you
Long nets of white cloud my memory...
Long nets of white cloud my memory...
Ooh... there is magic... all around you...
Everytime you walk in the room...
Well maybe I'm just thinking that the rooms are all on fire
Everytime that you walk in the room
Well there is magic all around you, if I do say so myself...
Well I have known this much longer than I've known you...
(Clive with Rocks In, at work, about 15 minutes left now, after that And I'm gone tags will be slowtimey, if that works for you g'head and tag ^^^)
Until about an hour ago, because that was as long as it had taken him to get ready, he had padded down the stairs not long before, resplendant in bodice, fishnets, skirt made of neckties, tophat and all.
For all his declarations of 'not being much of a singer' he was doing quite well over there in the corner, smirking faintly as he sang.
Somewhere out in the back of your mind (Somewhere)
Comes your real life and the life that you know
It seems like it was the creation of some of those same old things
It seemed to be the only thing left out in the light
She had trusted many...
But been unfamiliar with...
Almost everyone but you
Everytime that you walk in the room
Well there is magic all around you, if I do say so myself...
I have known this much longer than I've known you
She had trusted many...
And then there would be someone who would enter into her presence
That she could sense for miles...
She dreamed of her wanton luxury
And she laughed and she cried... and she tried to taunt him
And he hated to be separated...
From that picture... No...
Well maybe I'm just thinking that the rooms are all on fire
Everytime that you walk in the room
Ooh, well there is magic all around you, if I do say so myself...
Well I have known this much longer than I've known you
Long nets of white cloud my memory...
Long nets of white cloud my memory...
Ooh... there is magic... all around you...
Everytime you walk in the room...
Well maybe I'm just thinking that the rooms are all on fire
Everytime that you walk in the room
Well there is magic all around you, if I do say so myself...
Well I have known this much longer than I've known you...
(Clive with Rocks In, at work, about 15 minutes left now, after that And I'm gone tags will be slowtimey, if that works for you g'head and tag ^^^)