Don't Make Me Use My Alabama Voice
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Don't make me use my Alabama voice
Because of the reason I beat upon your tongue!
Yet, though the key may evermore renew the kiss
Directly we demand this young melody true.
Each throbbing heart holds ever a glowering tone.
Soft is the singing of those echoes happily,
Making a sweet sweet melody across the world;
Around me the singing of those echoes of praise,
Every throbbing heart of my soul with the dawn,
Forevermore the gleam of rainbows of my star!
Every breath of a throb of your ecstasy!
Every fibre of your heart against its glow,
Your soul holds the breath of a chastened desire!
Whether the wordless measure of the earth you lie,
Conceal the thrilling atom of a world afar,
Making it the solace of the life mystery,
Wherein the strong hope leaps with the great infinite,
All understanding that each dream within the soul,
Each heart holds a breath of a chastened desire,
Every fibre of the heart lifts to a heart.
Each soul within its shell like joyful entity,
Making the spirit of a dominating heart,
Shielding the hour of a dominating soul.
Forever the wordless measure of the mantle,
Nature breathed the eternal reason to the soul.
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