I gotta grow a love

I don’t want to walk beside the fence forever Giving up on magic and divine I should try cozy and tender I gotta grow a love to call it mine I have cleared up my schedule from now 'till the day I lose my teeth Looking for the kind of pleasure that makes it worth... Leer más →

To see each other again

We pushed geographical lines Drove mathematicians insane Sabotaged the weather forecast To see each other again. We played fetch with a beast To escape imprisoning chains We jumped from the tallest bridge to land with each other in bed. We scribbled over our paths Drew two rails and a train To get from your planet... Leer más →

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