Without from Hyperrealism by Peter Anthony Red

Wake me, the answer’s on the way
Daydreamed of palaces and plagues
I feel your absence when you pray
Maybe you’re dancing on my grave

I want to know

Without any love
Without any love
Without any love
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?

You’re moving past an open door
Slowly
Gored through and slashed with a stolen sword
What a beautiful moment
A wounded opponent,
I’m torn
Both ways
Don’t stray out too far
If I’m slow to go in yours

I want to know

Without any love
Without any love
Without any love
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?

So goodnight, goodnight
Tonight, tonight,
We’ll decide
Or we won’t
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?

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