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If I should return like I once did
Animals will mark me with brown infant eyes
The same eyes whose lids I kissed the high grass in which they sit
Is shoulder length and hanging on your forehead
A week is four years in ancient hive minds
And soon those eyes begin to well up
Your shallow grave concealed by fragrant leaf piles
Black glistening bird eyes averted
Animals will mark me with brown infant eyes
The same eyes whose lids I kissed the high grass in which they sit
Is shoulder length and hanging on your forehead
A week is four years in ancient hive minds
And soon those eyes begin to well up
Your shallow grave concealed by fragrant leaf piles
Black glistening bird eyes averted
Lyrics submitted by leahper
Track duration: 07:03
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On a side-note, I once read a quote from a poet stating that the only people you should ever fall in love with are those which can appreciate nature with you. I kind of love that.
Oh man.
Sounds like there's something about "police" and "secrets" at the end.
either "when will the police bring me in" or just "will the police bring me in" and
"tell them this is why we need secrets"
these guys are great.