Sunday, July 17, 2016

Places I've
(dreamed of are )
gone (before I)
Get there

Even now
what (to do)
without her
leaving all over
(the place)
cloud-way
urgency fucks
with my radio frequency

(of all the vibes) she ran
towards me
they shot my damn
lookout again before he even
climbed the tree

(it's all right though)
silver-lined dreams
scraped together enough cash
to get me by

we don't get high
no more

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