Air The Duelist lyrics

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In the time it takes a handkerchief to fall to the ground<br />
One of our lives will be over<br />
Brocade waistcoat catches glints of morning light<br />
Silk damask swathed in bottle green memories<br />
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We've traveled from station to station<br />
We now approach our final destination<br />
The only way to awake you was to slap your face<br />
So stand up straight and let me take on final taste of you<br />
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Before we walk the agreed number of paces<br />
And turn to face our fate<br />
The coup de grace delivered so delicately<br />
You always had such exquisite taste<br />
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Morning sky stretched tight as a drum<br />
Tension released in an instant<br />
Brocade waistcoat flecked with blood in the golden light<br />
You were dead before you even hit the ground<br />

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We've traveled from station to station<br />
Now we've reached our final destination<br />
Watch all trace of color draining from your face<br />
Stoop to take my final taste, one final taste of you<br />
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And ice crystals always have 6 points<br />
Though every one's unique<br />
They melt on the tongue and no one's ever counted them all<br />
But you've tried<br />
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You<br />
You so cool and calculated<br />
A real cold fish<br />
So measure this<br />
So measure this<br />
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