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hello
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my name is unannounced
but i come hearing a sweet beat for you
and it flows like
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Jell-O
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specifically the green kind
but that’s too far off topic to matter
to us so
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mellow
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by sitting in an armchair
imagining the world to come
though it looks so
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shallow
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you'll be pleasantly surprised
to find the glass can never be too full
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even though we settle too soon
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love it for three weeks
and then rename it
to forget how
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hollow
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it really is inside
but the puppy’s made of painted glass
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of life i’ve wondered
what we want
while it certainly is challenging
there must be more than what it seems
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lets examine
our lives when we were kids
we find bruises scrapes and cuts
and your goldfish Tim
he likes to swim in circles cause the world's too big
but he only swims clockwise cause he’s missing a fin
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now he
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speeds up
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grows legs
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takes form
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and he
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gets lost
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plays God
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gets born
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but he loses sight of clarity
and succumbs to the apathy
of time in all its brevity
at every opportunity to
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return
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to the Jell-O whose convictions seem far less firm
as they softly fall on flowers wearing f r e s h s n o w
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goodbye
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i’ll be missing you for years to come
on lets go fishing we might catch us something *******
about
why don’t we just pretend everything is fine
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why don’t
we just take a number
get in line
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why don’t
we search for truth inside our blackest lies
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how else
to lend true purpose to these fading lives
Apr 8, 2013
Apr 8, 2013 at 12:38 PM UTC
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hello
-
my name is unannounced
but i come hearing a sweet beat for you
and it flows like
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Jell-O
-
specifically the green kind
but that’s too far off topic to matter
to us so
-
mellow
-
by sitting in an armchair
imagining the world to come
though it looks so
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shallow
-
you'll be pleasantly surprised
to find the glass can never be too full
-
even though we settle too soon
-
love it for three weeks
and then rename it
to forget how
-
hollow
-
it really is inside
but the puppy’s made of painted glass
-
of life i’ve wondered
what we want
while it certainly is challenging
there must be more than what it seems
-
lets examine
our lives when we were kids
we find bruises scrapes and cuts
and your goldfish Tim
he likes to swim in circles cause the world's too big
but he only swims clockwise cause he’s missing a fin
-
now he
-
speeds up
-
grows legs
-
takes form
-
and he
-
gets lost
-
plays God
-
gets born
-
but he loses sight of clarity
and succumbs to the apathy
of time in all its brevity
at every opportunity to
-
return
-
to the Jell-O whose convictions seem far less firm
as they softly fall on flowers wearing f r e s h s n o w
-
goodbye
-
i’ll be missing you for years to come
on lets go fishing we might catch us something *******
about
why don’t we just pretend everything is fine
-
why don’t
we just take a number
get in line
-
why don’t
we search for truth inside our blackest lies
-
how else
to lend true purpose to these fading lives
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