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VI: Don't Let Love Bog You Down
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John Cichy
John Cichy
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Come on Lady, lay with me In the shade of the weeping willow trees, we'll be Your eyes are like an amber dream Your hair the color of honey And your skin tastes salty like you Just evolved and crawled on outta the sea Come with me and waste away We'll pick each other's resting place Darling it's okay Don't be ashamed, don't be afraid! They say even God does it He's been sleeping since that break on the seventh day And I've heard the worms inside your chest Breathing down beneath your breast And when you speak You speak of death So come on file down your teeth We'll have no need for them if we never eat Same day, rinse repeat Never ending fever dream No I'm not exactly healthy But I hesitate to call this a disease So Darling dear make up your mind I know it's such a drag sometimes, and it's fine Open, open wide We'll sink together in the rising tide No more worries, no more lies Just drifting back to the black and brackish brine And I've seen the candle that you light Like a little specter in the night I'll follow you It'll be alright So come on Lady, lay with me In the shade of the weeping willow trees, we will be
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