Bee's Knees

Syncopated breathing as I stumble down the street
Motorik fear receding into paranoia like
A saudade sea, heavy as la gran tristeza
I'm fending off tears with a foreign mantra
Bad memories weren't welcome at my reincarnation
But I'm still a psychologist's field day
Stunned into a silent film, keys rattling in the smoke
Hanging out the window, seconds from death below

I slept to the soothing sounds of sofrência
But soon I awoke
And decided on a whim that true love is the greatest scam
This world has ever seen

Why don't I accept this as the bee's knees?
It's real love without the insanity
The station crossing is your meditative sea
Let it catalyse all your lucid dreams

You hold a different kind of kind words
That infuse in the creases of my midnight mind
Closing time through the June night
The unparalleled haze of your guiding light
You keep me grounded in the things I already knew
You help me heal my heart for somebody true

But once you've gone, the streets sow new dreams
Once dormant seeds that only now morph into
A butterfly with heavenly magenta wings
Wrapping silk around my mosaic wounds
She crafts me a garland of olive leaves and
Lets it wither at the gates to my ashen heart

She flies in with a volcanic heat that
Melts my deserts down to tropical seas
Tearing up my blind anchors and numb sorrows
Oh at last, I can feel everything!

Why won't I accept this as the bee's knees?
It's real love to cure the insanity
The station crossing is your meditative sea
Let it catalyse all your lucid dreams

She just shakes my heart like a-

Why don't I accept this as the bee's knees?
It's real love to cure the insanity
The station crossing is your meditative sea
Let it catalyse all your lucid dreams



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