I come to you all dressed in sound, with bluebirds tripping wires to the ground, connected to a time machine that will not power down. Set the crosshairs back on one, you said we`d only die here in a sun. The way your headstone shines, I only wish that it was mine.
So set the crosshairs back on one, I nail the loop that brings the second run, past the wished on charms and through the lens back to your living arms.
This time machine won`t power down. And this time machine won`t power down.
And still the crosshairs rest on one, and still you rest there in the morning sun. Still I fumble through pages of constructions on the ride. I like the blown out sound we`ve found, I like the way it feels here coming down. The way your headstone shines, I only wish that it was mine.
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