is one
ripped cuts
and how dry it is
in-between stars
now on two
Skip To My Love Darling
you're not alone
circling
you move through the brains
as you are
Skip to the Love Darling
I swear
as it's not the fiddles fault
And if we were not alone
it would be twice
as hard
and not as fun as knowing
so little together
.
.
