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“She was given to me to put things right And I stacked all my accomplishments beside her Still I seemed so obselete and small I found God and all His devils inside her In my bed she cast the blizzard out A mock sun blazed upon her head So completely filled with light she was Her shadow fanged and hairy and mad Our love-lines grew hopelessly tangled And the bells from the chapel went jingle-jangle”

Quote by Nick Cave

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Nick Cave
Nick Cave

Nick Cave, born on September 22, 1957, is an Australian musician, singer, and songwriter. His musical career began in the 1970s, known for his distinctive voice and profound lyrics. Cave's musical style is versatile, spanning from rock to folk and gothic rock. His work often delves into themes of humanity, religion, and death. more

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“Are we napping?” she asked. “For a little,” he said. He wasn’t napping. He concentrated every cell of his body on memorizing the weight of her against him, and the smell of her hair in the sun. His arms measured the slender curve of her torso. His fingers separated out a single strand of her hair. Her breathing slowed, easing, while his watchful heart chugged on, stupid and hungry, and the red bracelet stayed in his pocket.”

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