Dittos

You and I are dittos
Pilgrims in old age
Angels bored in heaven
Sloppy in our Earthly phase
Friendly with a couple of ghosts
Flawless til' our shoes untie, hair unfolds
There are no bad kinds of lemons
When we picnic in our house on fire
Get cozy in the great unknown
I know I speak in tongues sometimes
But the worst it'll cause a shift
In your brittle paradigm



Credits
Writer(s): Dustin Hayes
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