Red. Blue.
Where are you tonight,
you say everything just right everything's
Don't forget to kiss me if you're really going to
American girl,
your young country world sleeps like promising
and sleep is
Built like houses in the seventies,
born to self-destruct in messages.
I
Hours after, after hours
Our afternoon hours are after us now
We're
Your neck is craned a lazy quarter of the distance
Wood water, when the shoe don't fit
All the news just
by the way I say your name, I always know
and
Down the lane, I breathe out loud in half frozen
Drown yourself in bread and coffee
Fast forward, right through the
Your house chased smells of sweets and cakes,
strolled down around
I live on a small street,
with very small shoes but
Sometimes I wake up early to say goodbye
Just in case
Your young English eyes on the highways,
climbs and dives, climbs
Feed the night
With alibis that simplify our lives
And justify our
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