Trapped in a nonsensical cocoon
Do I attract you, do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Saturday, 27 August 2011
We Are Jejune Stars.
Come fire, come water, come karma;
We're all in transition.
So I go umbrella under my arm
Into the green of the radar
How'd it get so dark in the day?
It's just so bizarre
Is it true what we're made of?
Why do I hide from the rain?
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