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Every scent a smell of you, stale perfume in a tomb, I knew I'd leave my best with you.
Every chill I mistake for you. How can I memorize things that aren't you?
Like how every UFO in my dreams turns to minivans on your street.
You ride by on banana seats, your bike tires spin and squeak.
Your face is so unfazed as you coast through the ghost of what used to be.
Seven months with a swelling head, sleeping in a floating bed. Trying to forget.
"It's all in your head Cadette. I have some shame to admit that I have had somethings to hide. But still I never thought to point my longboard at the sky,
And ride away from all our dreams.
To where you couldn't hear my screams.
It's dead and gone, but still it seems you coast through the ghost of what used to be."
Seven months with a swelling head, sleeping in a floating bed,
Trying to forget, I'm trying to resent
the ghost of what used to be.
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Know Yr. Moons
05:13
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I'm a tide without your moon,
a rotting stagnent cess lagoon,
waiting on you.
To pull me in and onto you.
Let me fill your craters grooves.
I'm coming loose.
All of my nails are gone,
but you keep chewing on.
Persist the haunt.
I've tried radioing other moons,
but no one's full and no one's blue
quite like you.
All of these 0 'G girls
with their tang blonde astro curls
could give me all of their oxygen.
But all of their recycled air
wouldn't dare
To fill the void left by you.
Their children in dad's shoes.
I smell the glue rot away.
Day by day I feel the strain.
"Let me pull away from you.
When gravity calls there's nothing you can do
to escape it's vacuum.
And even if it felt just a bit too soon:
"You'd sleep clearer without me in your atmosphere"
Just leave me alone.
But still I fear that:
I'm a moon without your tide,
a pale satellite with nowhere to hide,
and nothing to guide."
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