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This world has gathered vines
Strong and luscious wines
With movements satisfied
With our paws in the ocean
Crowds would gather on the traces of the outer rings
We feel the wait is through
I don't feel anything

Halcyon days long wasted, departing our shores
A respite from thought that was useless and I get no more
A window to you that is narrowed and not yet shut
A trip through a sickening distance that I need so much

As we dream of our descent upon the surface
I see settlement fires
Gift of water that we carry

Breathe through the top straw,
And I'll hold you between breaths.
Lean into my lungs, and cry when it hurts too much.

Water's high, the water's high...
I know, my love.
The water's high, the water's high...
I know, my love.

You swore the earth was round,
And you said that there was no upside down.
I hit the starship's left,
Let the parallax flip like you showed me in the lighthouse.
I did the math and it came up ones and O's.

I know a girl who makes me shine,
My dreamboat's leaving on a submarine,

A walk on the surface
Down the light-footed path
A darkening canopy
A day that won't last
I wanna stay next to you
I can't remember your name
Do you feel the tremors here?
Do you feel the same like you used to?

I'm thinking of your wide open eyes
Smiling as they feed the nerves
That push the field of silver and the colorful lines
That only you could see like only you could do

I'm picturing a forcep in ice
That you would see if you could reach
And reconnect the engine to the delicate lens

Do you feel the ground move that you walk upon?
Did you feel the sky still like everything? It's done
What did you think you would find me in pieces of?
What can we make here out of nothingness and love?
I hear them clicking across the stones
I feel they know that I'm all alone
And the stars are strange and this isn't home
In an echo left on the mountainside

Now he's alive, while he sees he knows
he don't need a word from this fucking tease,
he just needs some space and a lot of trees,
a place to sleep, place to breathe.

Cruising out of third and strapped to the mountain side,
reaching for the sun, it tells him something's right.
Come into my mind where I can't feel you.

Do you wanna ride shotgun to (Venice/Vegas/???)?
Do you swear to handle me with care?
I saw your acid bath drained too slow
And it left a ring of violence in your head
You know it ain't true about the customized high in Tucson
And the jetpack that won't leave a trace here in the sand
It's a lie about the water, and the fresh horse
And the Navajo girl traces sundown in your hand

I remember the skies and the sand
I remember your face and your lovely hand
Words poured out on a dusty land
And gravity comes to us all
I feel the engines stall
Feel us start to fall
Blue over you
And lose all to you

She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars. She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.
She's not at work, she's not at school,
she's not in bed, I think I finally broke her.
I bring her home everything I want, and nothing that she needs.
I thought she'd be there holding daisies, she always waits for me. She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.
I found her out back sitting naked looking up and looking dead. A crumpled yellow piece of paper, with seven nines and tens.
I thought she'd be there holding daisies, she always waits for me. She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.
I thought you'd be there holding daisies, you always wait for me. She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars

Wanting to see for myself again
It's a race to the ground back to you again
I am lost
The path is unclear and the air is thin
I am over it
And everything here isn't true
Remember how
Your voice was an echo to me

Flowers flying everywhere,
Dragon spruce is screaming in your hair.

You showed me you sundress last Sunday,
It's yellow, red, black and white and gray.
You showed me your sundress last Sunday,
No I don't like it, I don't like what you said.

If anything can speak to me
A river cuts through the rocks and we
Stand in blissful silence, backs to the afternoon
I am over soon
A certain purpose fills the lungs
Eternal feasting upon my tongue
The sideways dust that fills our footsteps until they disappear
We were never here

Electrified and lit up by an outline of herself
Smiling now as only she can be.
She said I made some new connections to astound them all
In ways we've never dreamed about
Her lovely hand is glowing from the light inside itself
From soaking in the esters stacked for miles on a single shelf
Holding my eyes still so she can see
If all the superundercover custom hybrids got to me