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And The Crickets Chirped Falsetto
(January 5, 2008)
There is a goodbye in the air
I can feel it on my skin
maybe if I close the shutters
I can keep it from getting in.
Your dust blew away with me
and ran away into the sky
The cold touched me
and it burned a hole right through my heart.
You lied to me like silver
while I was bleeding the pale blue
I caught on fire in purple
and set sail to the West of you.
Your kiss was grapefruit
on barbed copperwire
An orchard of lies in the rain
the puddles of mud blurred my vision
and down to you I came.