The gentle taste of orange 
garden of [bad word] and flowers is what I embrace 
In ocean blue eyes, in each one's an island 
I'm stranded within your love 

And as I fall deeper than ever 
And as we kiss, we're each other's guide into the unknown 

Where men do not return, where men do not forget 
The sweetest suicide, as if we don't exist but live 

The presence of angels, the inscense of indochine 
The quietness of movements, the slowness of africa 
point of know return, no way out of here 
 [bad word] to you 
Anything goes 

And as I breathe deeper than ever 
 [bad word] home, [bad word] home to the unknown 

Where men do not return. . .

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