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you are staring at the floor and youre tongue tastes like cigarettes and your eyes look like frosty windowpanes. i say your name but you are staring at the floor. now i am staring at my toes and my tongue tastes like the ocean and my eyes look like the california sunshine. but its raining outside and i am staring at my toes. and you speak to me in lyrics and you tell me i’m the moon and you tell me my hair is braided with the stars and you tell me i am lost in some great galaxy gaze. and i speak to you in white noise and i tell you that youre hazy and i tell you your eyes are dusty from the stars and i tell you youve stopped looking toward the sky.
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Dec 8, 2010
Dec 8, 2010 at 9:57 AM UTC
speak to me.
you are staring at the floor and youre tongue tastes like cigarettes and your eyes look like frosty windowpanes. i say your name but you are staring at the floor. now i am staring at my toes and my tongue tastes like the ocean and my eyes look like the california sunshine. but its raining outside and i am staring at my toes. and you speak to me in lyrics and you tell me i’m the moon and you tell me my hair is braided with the stars and you tell me i am lost in some great galaxy gaze. and i speak to you in white noise and i tell you that youre hazy and i tell you your eyes are dusty from the stars and i tell you youve stopped looking toward the sky.
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amanda-cooper
Dec 8, 2010
Dec 8, 2010 at 9:57 AM UTC
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