Groundhog Daydream

Paper hands tremble, it's tremolo
Turn it up
Messed up esophagus branching out clouds in the mirror
Disappear

Brushed aside thoughts of a suicide spectacle
Suspended in midair, curled around the shower curtain
So uncertain

Out on the balcony, i saw a star appear
It's only five, you proclaimed, what a shame

Richard's star fell from the sky to the sea
Tore up the paper made from his tree
Silly me, he said

I turn up one eighteen, a muse to the masses
Watch all the passers-by fall from the sky
Oh me oh my



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Legge
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