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K, here’s your ride
Get your petals out, and lay them in the aisle
Pretend, your garden grows
And its your day to wed…
We’ve found your man
He’s drinking up. He’s all Amer-i-can
And he’ll drive.
He’s volunteered with grace to end your life.
Now tidy up.
It’s sad to hold, but leave your shell to us.
You explode. You firefly, you tiny boat with oars.
Feather Oars
The world tilts back and pours and pours
And so you sattelite, you tidal wave, you’re a big surprise
And I have one more night to be your mother.
The signal interrupts
Baby’s frequency not strong enough
Remain in my hands and smile
We will miss you but in time you’ll get settled
And we will write.
Beauty Supreme,
Yea you were right about me
But can i get myself out from underneath
This guilt that will crush
And in the choir I saw our sad Messiah
He was bored and tired with my laments
Said “I died for you one time, but never again.”
