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Bedroom rapped in fleece
Blue Bubbles
Sweet smell of fog
Bleeds through the roof
Clouds zooming in
Blue blankets
We're staring at the sky
There's no sound

Lets not take any photographs
Freeze the sky
And the zodiacs
Rip off our masks
And let the elements react

Incline of neck
Pinky on the stubble
The tap drips
Sending echos down the hall
Our tail bones have quit
No blankets
We're laying on the floor
Listening to the sound

Lets not take any photographs
Freeze the sky
And the zodiacs
Rip off our masks
And let the elements react

As the harvest moon rolls back
(Digital Hearth, Slow drunk on the lowlands)



Credits
Writer(s): Silver Pools
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