Around the bed frame hollow cans and rings from coffee cups line the pages on the desk monday spent mourning the sun while taste still lingers from something
I had built But it may as well have been another seagull And the castle is there waiting for her still So down to the water I will come To wander through this castle
You can't hide behind social graces So don't try to be all touchy feely Cuz you've lie in my face of all places But I got no problem with that really
Cold and drizzly night in Chicago's deep dish Flourescent light of the bathroom Shows my hands as they are See and eyelash on my cheek Pick it off
They were digging a new foundation in Manhattan They discovered a slave cemetery there And may their souls rest easy now that lynching has been frowned
Sitting in my glass house while your ghost is sleeping down the hall. Watching the little birds fly kamikaze missions into the walls. Think I'm gonna
I heard the sound of your bike, As your wheels hit the gravel, Then your engine in the driveway Cutting off And I pushed through the screen door And
We drove the car to the top of the parking ramp on the 4th of July. We sat out on the hood with a couple of Warm beers and watched the fireworks explode
You always got those dark sunglasses Covering up your face But if you promise to take them off I promise I won't squander your gaze I will be picturesque
magazine Which is every magazine Read a story, and then forgot it right away They say goldfish have no memory I guess their lives are much like mine And the little plastic castle
You crawled into my bed like some sort of giant insect And I found myself spellbound that night at the sight of you there, Beautiful and grotesque
I'm a pixie I'm a paper doll I'm a cartoon I'm a chipper cheerful free-for-all I light up a room I'm a color-me-happy girl Miss live and let live And
I'm cradling the softest, warmest part of you in my hands Feels like a little baby bird Fallen from the nest I think that your body is something I
You were fresh off the boat from Virginia I had a year in New York City under my belt We met in a dream We were both nineteen I remember where we were
waiting there It's my only light The power of my dreams Never whay it seems It's my only light The power of my dreams Never what it seems Castle in the
Domes cover underground Chambers raising a (Mighty) tower tall to the Sky Where the Lords of the West gather Once again to explore the Crystal Night
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I am of the stars. I am called "forever". Eternity courses through my veins. It is cold beyond your sun where we come from. We seed the universe with
