You are not an angel, you are a pet
I look at you through glossy eyes
I’m sorry I haven’t let you go yet

We’re plucking out our feathers one by one
In this second I am squished fingers in a desperate touch

I want to say something about your posture
How I noticed you’r

I won’t be there when
You get home today
I hope you don’t mind
My being late

Sun pooled in the train
You were filled with grace
I could not have asked
For better days

In my lonesome now
I still get around
But this winter has
Certainly depleted me</

Seeing you again after all this time,
my stomach hurts but I don’t know why.
Can’t tell if the glow is from your face or just from the sun,
can’t tell if I still love you or if I’m just nervous.

I’ve had so many dreams
about what you would say to me;
came back down to s

Trying not to laugh as I tell you I love you
I wonder if you notice the way your body moves like mine?
When you opened up the blinds you looked like a child again
Something kind of lucky gleaming in your eyes

I became the figure in my own doorway
Sneaking into bed, I could

While he’s fighting his Beast
I am fighting my Beach Boys
And I don’t know what to say
Other than, “Are you okay? ”

I’m biting my tongue
And biding my time, hardcore
Not sure what I’m waiting for

While he’s facing his Demons
I am facing myself in the mirror

In the morning
You with your makeup
You look so darling
When you first wake up
Won’t you stay a little longer today?

In the evening
You with your hands tied
You look so lovely
Late in the moonlight
Can’t you stay a little longer this time?

In the downt

You wanted a debutante and knew I was a diplomat
Well, how can you get mad at that?
Well, how can you get mad at that?
You wanted a racing dog and knew I’d never liked the tracks
How could you blame me for that?
How could you blame me for that?

You’re looking like your

There is a dream
And it is miles away
Miles away
And I can't always touch it
But I, surely, can see it
There is a dream
Moving towards me

There is a dream
And it is miles away
But it gets closer everyday

As the room starts spinning
You touch my arm and smile
God comes down from heaven
To shake my hand

I say, I think I’ve heard this song before
In a restaurant at ten years old
The winter had killed all the freeway plants

Can't remember what I said here sorry
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