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The memories don't fade
Surprising fate for days
You elegantly wasted
Before you lost your spark
Took acid in the park
While living in a basement
Now is it strange I can't connect?
It isn't strange, but I could check
Walked around to where we kept the box of wires And lately
I know once it's lost, it's never found
I need it now
The grid is buried in the ground
Hopelessly down
I read the parking rules
As Amsterdam unspooled
And trucks sped on ephedrine
The things we used to see
The sandhogs in the street
The chickens in her bedroom
Now is it strange I can't connect?
It isn't strange, but I could check
Walked around to where we met the first time
Overwhelmed, and
I know once it's lost, it's never found I need it now
The grid is buried in the ground
Hopelessly down
I know once it's lost, it's never found
I need it now
The grid is buried in the ground
Hopelessly down
A country house in June
It's happening too soon
Your book of revelations
We can't unmake the bed
We used the chair instead
And called it a vacation
Surprising fate for days
You elegantly wasted
Before you lost your spark
Took acid in the park
While living in a basement
Now is it strange I can't connect?
It isn't strange, but I could check
Walked around to where we kept the box of wires And lately
I know once it's lost, it's never found
I need it now
The grid is buried in the ground
Hopelessly down
I read the parking rules
As Amsterdam unspooled
And trucks sped on ephedrine
The things we used to see
The sandhogs in the street
The chickens in her bedroom
Now is it strange I can't connect?
It isn't strange, but I could check
Walked around to where we met the first time
Overwhelmed, and
I know once it's lost, it's never found I need it now
The grid is buried in the ground
Hopelessly down
I know once it's lost, it's never found
I need it now
The grid is buried in the ground
Hopelessly down
A country house in June
It's happening too soon
Your book of revelations
We can't unmake the bed
We used the chair instead
And called it a vacation
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