On the corner of government and bay avenue
the old doomsday fanatic wore a crown of kudzu
sirens where wailing in the gulf coastal heat
and it seemed like the whole world was in forced retreat
i paid no attention, revolved through the door
passed the newspaper rack on the worn marble floor
near civil war history my heart skipped a beat
she was standing on fiction stretched high on bare feet
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love in the library, quiet and cool
love in the library, there are no rules
surrounded by stories surreal and sublime
i fell in love in the library once upon a time
I was the pirate and she was the queen
sir francis and elizabeth the best there's ever been
then she strolled past my table and stopped at the stairs
then sent me a smile as she reached for flaubert
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she gathered her books, walked while she read
words never spoken but so much was said
you can read all you want into this rendezvous
but it's safer than most things that lovers can do
well stories have endings and fantasies fade
the guard by the door starts drawing the shade
so write your own ending and hope they come true
for the lovers and strangers on bay avenue
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