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isn't it something imagining the old things we revived,
the lazy fun, retrained, unaltered in a way it was never
gone, with my last dollar i'll eat right, in the company
of the kindest people alive, that you'll never know.
dreamless, sinking, even backlit now, you turn to call
the group you miss. take two of everything you used to
own, papery lips now and all the hits. energy got planted
low, it's gonna run straight off, and i've found that is
the reason to go. i want to walk with all my friends,
their backs are straight, shoulders are up. History's
imagining the better thing's to sleep and die, the lazy
fun, retrained, i've known it, just as always the bitter
one...well you can carry me right through the company of
the kindest people alive, you will never know. --- if
it's down t' me, i want t' back away, just step back in
the lane and rush ahead with the flames, crawling all
around, awake and cold, this one's for me, i've been
caring much, take a weekend, hold in sun, the kind you
won't erase if you're caring you want it, well at least
keep it all up, you want t' roll in the weeds now, come
up t' me, what did i ward off, when someone came up?,
taught t' waste your fears so abhorrently soft, and did
you come here alone with two people or more, they'll
leave you running lonely retreating in song, and you'd
still be one.
