Songtext The day you love von Emilie Autumn

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Your sugar sits untouched

2005

01. Your sugar sits untouched
02. Goodbye
03. The day you love
04. At what point does a shakespeare say
05. Blackbird sonnets
06. Constant
07. Ghost
08. How to break a heart
09. Rant i
10. In praise of cyrano
11. So many fools
12. The ballad of mushroom down
13. The one
14. Space
15. Alas (the knight)
16. A letter from a friend
17. A plea to the dying
18. Close
19. Dreams
20. Everybody's girl
21. Empty
22. Homesick sonnets
23. Rant ii
24. Little boy
25. Smirking girl
26. Try my best
27. Nearer than you
28. The muse
29. The music i heard once
30. If you could only know
31. Funny how things change
32. I didn't mean you
33. If
34. Visions
35. By the sword
36. Didn't
37. If you feel better
38. Two masks
39. What right have i
40. Woman
41. I cried for you
42. Rapunzel sonnets
43. Never tasted tears
44. Jump the track
45. On artistic integrity
46. Manipulation

The day you love

Remember
And tell me
The day you love
Behind a veil of tears
How dreams as these
You dreamt not of
And thought to pass your years
More peaceably than others do
Devoid of common pain
Your own company pleased you
And as you heard complain
Of those small hurts that never heal
And scar their victims deep
You oft' proclaimed your heart could feel
No love
And sought to keep
Your perfect brow
Untarnished by
The sorrow you would save
Your perfect lips
Unvarnished lie
To kiss might thee enslave
Protected are thy limbs
No fear of deeds
Unseemly grasp thee
Directed by thy perfect ear
No words could hope to clasp thee
Indeed thou will not be enshrined
Will honor no man’s name
But in disdain
You are, you’ll find
Enshrined all the same
In your defense
You say "not so"
When standeth thee accused
Of hatred for mankind
But O
How hast thou been abused
That such a mortal fear
Could frighten
All your nature wills
So much
So that what might enlighten
Passion
Pity kills
And cannot bear to look upon
A soul you have enraptured
With cruel haste
You bid begone
The fools you have encaptured
Mistake me not
It is unjust
For every lovestruck squire
To claim a heart he hasn’t won
But what of your desire?
Can'st thou pretend within thy breast
A beat was ne’er misplaced
And lost somewhere?
Dost thou but jest
To say thou never traced
With trembling fingertips
The image
Of a foreign shore
Embarking on a pilgrimage
To where none touched before?
The most deluded eyes could see
Thou harbor'st in thy frame
A store more rich than most should be
In every sense's flame
That thou dost feel
I know it well
That thou dost weep
I’ll swear
That thou dost love
I’ll live to tell
If thou would only dare
Remember
And tell me
The day you love
Beyond all this
What truth
Within my counsel lay
And thank me
With a kiss

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Remember 
And tell me
The day you love 
Behind a veil of tears 
How dreams as these 
You dreamt not of 
And thought to pass your years 
More peaceably than others do 
Devoid of common pain 
Your own company pleased you 
And as you heard complain 
Of those small hurts that never heal 
And scar their victims deep 
You oft' proclaimed your heart could feel 
No love 
And sought to keep 
Your perfect brow 
Untarnished by 
The sorrow you would save 
Your perfect lips 
Unvarnished lie 
To kiss might thee enslave 
Protected are thy limbs
No fear of deeds 
Unseemly grasp thee 
Directed by thy perfect ear 
No words could hope to clasp thee 
Indeed thou will not be enshrined 
Will honor no man’s name 
But in disdain 
You are, you’ll find 
Enshrined all the same
In your defense
You say "not so" 
When standeth thee accused 
Of hatred for mankind
But O 
How hast thou been abused 
That such a mortal fear 
Could frighten 
All your nature wills 
So much 
So that what might enlighten 
Passion 
Pity kills 
And cannot bear to look upon 
A soul you have enraptured 
With cruel haste 
You bid begone 
The fools you have encaptured 
Mistake me not
It is unjust 
For every lovestruck squire 
To claim a heart he hasn’t won 
But what of your desire? 
Can'st thou pretend within thy breast 
A beat was ne’er misplaced 
And lost somewhere? 
Dost thou but jest 
To say thou never traced 
With trembling fingertips 
The image 
Of a foreign shore 
Embarking on a pilgrimage 
To where none touched before?
The most deluded eyes could see 
Thou harbor'st in thy frame 
A store more rich than most should be 
In every sense's flame 
That thou dost feel
I know it well 
That thou dost weep
I’ll swear 
That thou dost love
I’ll live to tell 
If thou would only dare 
Remember 
And tell me
The day you love 
Beyond all this 
What truth 
Within my counsel lay 
And thank me 
With a kiss