I was so right, sitting stoned
Like a jewel eyed baby
I
Hiding out from the winter Sundays
Sleeping past the crack of
Please don't leave, would you stay until I'm sleeping
I wake
Just a look can make me feel it might be
Now always, I wait for you
To take this pale opaque
And
if so and so was so delightful,
go ahead, don't
A rare and wicked skill to change the light or
Comet in the sky
Sear me like a passion
That took such
Dumb it down cuz I'm terrified
Dumb it down for a
Simple breeze and you might blow away
Simple things you never
Fuel for the workings of my troubled mind.
Thumbing "The Year
I know a heavy load that drags me down but
Never think to ever look around
never see it coming at
There's a mark on me
Love song burning up in effigy
Two
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