Your Dog

Without your blue
These green leaves turn to orange
Thanks to her yellow and my red
Every dream
We're on the same dark street
I'm standing here and you're dead

I might replace you
But I could never replace your dog
I'm sorry if I gave you hope
That there would be an epilogue
Since I've been gone

I know it's not my fault
That you imagined this afterlife
So disparate from mine
You were living in a fantasy
And never listened to my warnings
It's about damn time

I might replace you
But I could never replace your dog
I'm sorry if I gave you hope
That there would be an epilogue
The power of the sun
In the palm of my hand
Why do the end's of my affinity's
Have to be so god damn cinematically planned
So so planned



Credits
Writer(s): Vincent Matyi
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