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I want you to promise me
every spring will be exactly like this one,
but I won't hold you responsible
if that turns out to be unrealistic.
I love you,
I love the color of your sweat
and your sweater.
It feels as though a shadow
was cast over my heart-
things grow slowly in the dark,
things grow beautiful and wild.
This house may fall,
but we're playing by our own rules,
we're playing by our own rules.
This house may fall,
but these crystal nights have been amazing.
This house may fall...
...but these crystal nights have been amazing.
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Hyacinths
03:00
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We should be building bridges
we should be building fires.
Outside this bed await my fears
outside this bed there is a darkness.
While inside there are your lips soft and wet,
and shaking breath dancing in circles
all around my neck.
Un peu de Rimbaud pour toi.
Blood on the pavement:
Will hyacinths grow again?
it's a matter of composure
and having good reasons
for losing it.
We all dream of a day of radiance,
a hug so tight it sets one free.
So tie my hands to the headset,
or you can tie me to your torso
if there isn't one,
and you can feed me with your kiss
feed me with your kiss.
Un peu de Rimbaud pour toi.
Blood on the pavement:
Will hyacinths grow again?
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