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She could not control her guilty smile
I slept alone that night
It was on Christmas Day that nothing came
and nothing went away
The sunflowers that make you wait
while broken skins float down kitchen drains
Cicadas beat a rhythm, landscapes of music
I pull the blinds

Sunflowers on the meadow, fixed in tireless fires
Sunlit water sparkles out your eyes

The Anesthetist drank all my wine,
I took a bus back in time
and hid under my table
Bony limbs of tired restless children,
the hot seats of a car,
the singing of summer traveling
She stroked my legs with bitten fingertips,
sunset fell on painted lips,
the moon shone out like a halo
My face against the warm grassy air,
your suntanned derrière,
with despair I loved you with intentions

Hurricane scratches out a skyline, fear of wasted years
leads me to dream a while
Sought the flesh of younger girls in his twilight years;
maybe he'll get lucky tonight
Here I am, awoken by the tulips,
your stubborn pouted lips would not caress my name
I roll into my convalescent shade, I play a little game
I see you do the same

Your heart a battleship, you're weeping
Hotel stops the rain
A horse compares its tail
to its mane

The Anesthetist drank all my wine,
I took a bus back in time
and hid under my table
Bony limbs of tired restless children,
the hot seats of a car,
the singing of summer traveling
She stroked my legs with bitten fingertips,
sunset fell on painted lips,
the moon shone out like a halo
My face against the warm grassy air,
your suntanned derrière,
with despair I loved you with intentions

The Anesthetist drank all my wine,
I took a bus back in time
and hid under my table
Bony limbs of tired restless children,
the hot seats of a car,
the singing of summer traveling
She stroked my legs with bitten fingertips,
sunset fell on painted lips,
the moon shone out like a halo
My face against the warm grassy air,
your suntanned derrière,
with despair I loved you with intentions

The Anesthetist drank all my wine,
I took a bus back in time
and hid under my table
Bony limbs of tired restless children,
the hot seats of a car,
the singing of summer traveling
She stroked my legs with bitten fingertips,
sunset fell on painted lips,
the moon shone out like a halo
My face against the warm grassy air,
your suntanned derrière,
with despair I loved you with intentions

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