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Ruby Modine
Ruby Modine
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Kevin Grossmann
Kevin Grossmann
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Benjamin Laub
Benjamin Laub
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I just got used to spinning in circles On my own Reorientate with the weight That I bury next to the bones When I'm most confused The answer always seemed To show up in blue by noon If only there's a way to Never spend another summer without you Dreaming of a place we could Escape to where we could see the stars above You could take me like a photograph And keep me in your hand I don't even have to be around I'd just like to be a part of your plan Hit the light on the nightstand So I can write down this dream I'm in Beneath a blanket of stars Lips touch They just go far enough Silence in space Don't stop Wrapped around in cool waters Enveloped in this breeze Please, please Don't wake me from this dream I'm on this balcony Waiting for my king Til the stars collapse And the sun won't shine I wish happiness and peace That extends beyond this life If only there's a way to Never spend another summer without you Dreaming of a place we could Escape to where we could see the stars above You could take me like a photograph And keep me in your hand I don't even have to be around I'd just like to be a part of your plan Okay, well ain't a lot to say I look at you and recognize my change The world I knew before you Was covered in Autumn rain I was filling up my veins With a different kind of blue Miles I traveled in between Hanging around my neck like a noose Enters you, yeah Ain't nothing more powerful and true Poets bled you on the pages Dating back ages for proof Tell me what I gotta do Throw a rope around the moon And pull it close enough To light up all that Darkness in the room That's the truth, ay I give you love, give you love, I give Watch you become something wondrous You hold my thumb and I wonder If you can see me smiling How it felt to watch you stumble in Yeah, that's seven pounds and four ounces That's nine months to move mountains A week late, we have thousands Boy, take whatever time that you need We're not counting I love you
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