I Discovered You
i discovered you
With a psychedelic twang and orange glaze
luxury gold spraying through the years
discovered you like you were never really real
and learned the great ensembles of the past
A grand and tragic rampant pursuit of passion
-s’s.
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swinger of town
You swing lowland
back to high
Time and time again
unreal for a town that shies away
and prefers the curtains in the saloon not to sway.
Dust-covered;
you will blow it off
luster drives you where you want
even in the ringing of bells
there's a sound like nothing else
a heart that singing underground
swims alongside where you roam
and I know what I don't
and I don't what I won't
and its hard to stay afloat
Alone here
-s’s.
day, be my night,
letting me see nothing else,
except for the moon's empire
created out of star death
-s's.
lying on the floor, toxic fumes inhaled, doors closed
how'd you get here, what's the matter
you know the atom bomb’s around the corner
ah, I was just checking the cars
and that everything belonged
so nice, so calm
I set my eyes forward, still
and pray
I sit alone, watch the streetlights decay
now my room is frozen black
Distant whistles of the train
I’m amused by hypothetical pain
I sit here and think of what I would say
I set my eyes on the wall
and pray
-s’s.
a fish in the lowest pond
dreams that only go on
With our sleep
in too deep
-s’s
if I reach for you will I finally know what you’re about? interstellar dust is all you are, why do you act like something else?
-s's.
things don't have to make sense,
these layers of batter and words
bake warmly in my oven-like mind:
the place that nobody else can pry open.
my innocent deviation configured beneath lonely lampposts
and desert gold mines
things don't have to make sense to be blessed with them,
obsessed with them
I just try to take my mind off of
anything as far as my eyes can see
and submerse in literal fiction, transverse these monotone layers I wished upon and failed in. Live in this dreamscape. Live through the soft ache
-s's.
heaven’s deserted. Hell is at its peak, now I wish it wasn’t Wish that I could sneak out
-s’s.
everything I've done keeps me up at night, walking through the gallery hallways of my mind
-s's.
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