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The metaphor here is love inside the sacred five -- the four elements of
fire, earth, air, and water, plus spirit. I was feeling particularly
pagan when I wrote this. I've got the music in my head and added
some of the notes.
My love is like a mountain,
high up above the sea.
My love is like a black swamp,
from which you can't be free.
Love is need, make me bleed!
I need you, I need you, I need you,
I need you now, right now, need you now.
My love is a tornado,
and yet a gentle breeze.
My love is made of fire,
that burns until you freeze.
Let me feed, make me bleed!
I need you, I need you, I need you,
I need you now, right now, need you now.
Love is of the spirit,
it lives within my soul.
Sometimes it's only torture,
sometimes you feel the glow.
Love is need, make me bleed!
I need you, I need you, I need you,
I need you now, right now, need you now.
I need you, I need you, I need you,
I need you now, right now, need you now.
Music: 1st 7 lines. l = lower octave - = closer together
G# A G# A B G#-G#
F# G F# G A F#
D E D# E F# D#-D#
C#-C# lF#-lF# E F#
lA lB C#, F F F#
F# F# G#, F F F#, E E F#
D# C#-C#-C#, C#, C#, C#-C# lF#
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