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HOUSE OF DELIGHT (David Callinan) Love is easily accepted in the circles I spin A pool of light crimson bright from the lamp shows you in A girls stands in the shadows tucked well out of sight Grabs your eye, breathes a sigh in the House of Delight Then she licks a purple pencil draws a cross on the wall And weaving through the carpets you glance 'cross the hall She asks you your name just to show she's polite But all the names are the same in the House of Delight To a room dressed for darkness you feel your way in And the pale moon gently washes the shapes of your skin The music comes softly from the ritual right Watch the clock watching you in the House of Delight Next door is a general asleep in a chair Puts his boots by the door just to show he's been there Locked deep in a closet a baby sleeps tight 'Til its father comes a calling on the House of Delight. Copyright David Callinan Sung by Sen Tyrrell on "Cry of a dreamer" (1995) filename[ HOUSEDLT EB OCT98  8note Sheet |
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