The world she knew was darker in the sun
			Its colors were the many shades of grey
			She walked its streets dreaming
			She did not speak to any other.


			She met him in a wild stand of trees
			The wind entangled branches in his hair
			She gazed on his shining
			And could not think of any other


			Their speech was silent as they spoke of love
			And colors bloomed around them where they lay
			He rose at the moon's call
			And left her there like any other


			Her world is full of colors once again
			And all of those around her call her mad
			But all she remembers
			Is that once she had a fairy lover



"FAIRY LOVER" AUDIO FILE
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