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Scarlet boots, the kiss of
and the end of it
Blended angels, whispered
Countdown 'til it's gone for

Velvet voices, haunting
Darkened with bright decor
Georgian are gone for weeks
Southern belles in London

I'm staring down the Gate
Two days before the plane arrives
And you'll be here with your smile
Carving up the lobby seats, down the caffeine drinks
the arrival screens for yours

I'm a feet above the landing
There's a gliding down
She's toward me now
Her sleeves are all out
And the jet is behind, wake up

skids a grinding halt
Last night to spend apart
Your are packed but now for home
Stories of the unfold

booking agents, broken nose
Butting heads creeping dolts
femmes are gone for weeks
Southern belles in London
Southern belles in London