Soft rhythms cover me [?] Oh, the long [?] styles tumbling down. Musical thought without sound. Strong magical lines over the land. Strange mystical lines on her hands. Twin Gemini, split in two; Half is for me, half for you. Gemini childe.
Gemini childe...woman grown, Lost in a world not her own. My midnight friend, split in two Half is for me, half for you. Gemini childe Gemini childe