Lyrics

 

Did I write today a lonely day not much to tell nothing new anyway let the sun set sing the sky's fling happier, healthier, freer we drink

Hobart ?

Curmudgeon accellerant.

And we called out at night did he hear or did he write our prodigal sunset out tomorow swingset now we berate our own common sense.

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Faster than the two meeting, nicer than two fleeing faster than the ends of days fear and far between now the night captures the remaining clouds sands of time sing out loud the ends are near closer than the fastest sphere faster than the evening rush before we eat and sleep the sleepover the just we no longer weep and awake we find 

The dawn 8 foxes

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Alise finished her soda milkshake eating sparingly of the veggie burger and fries calling out to forever skies with those eyes locked on to that hopefully world.

You can come Thursday I will be home but the coffee will be shaken but not to the bone the longer you stay the longer we'll play tomorow equals tomorow and is tomorow today.

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Catch a wave get the sun get it good rush and run an opacity to hide behind when we get to hot its summer it's fun love me not

Okay now we design a craft sail it fly it float like a raft the names are free you and me keep it that way vigilantly.

Tale hawk september

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Effervescent teens sprightly and in between caught in a photo dialated and pro Bono we act on a hunch questing and asking much but tomorow does not last and today is already passed come hear   mytale brevity begets a scale climing rising true it's not me it's you.

Quaking pieces of flight.

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The friends are free we sit and watch the bright sun the laughing tree shadows a smile on one's face joy on another's it's like this everyday a better place a better reformation a better tree come see forever a dream ? A mission ? A faith ? Well, we have the truth and it sets us free.

Sentient spirit tangled in light.

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Nah, nothing today I'm flat black with nothing to say

Let it be let it lie don't get up don't give it a try 

Well the sun moves anyway I'm flat on my back.and feel that way

Just waiting around just waiting in time just waiting for a rhythm to bang out a rhyme 

But it's flat they say shut up I do it with ease flat iron reflective dull as the breeze

Shimmer emotion context.

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