come down in the flatland
show me your shoulder
wait now where the black hand touches us
we'll both grow older
and the sky above us
and the ground beneath us
and the air around us
and the ocean to the right
measure your arm length
i can't live without it
i treasure those thirty inches
i want to talk about it.
and the sky above us
and the ground beneath us
and the air around us
and the ocean to the right
love you in the cold air
your long hair makes me shiver
above you i see the sun
light up every sliver
and the sky above us
and the ground beneath us
and the air around us
and the ocean to the right
and the sky above us
and the ground beneath us
and the air around us
and the ocean to the right
Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 11:38 PM UTC
come down in the flatland
show me your shoulder
wait now where the black hand touches us
we'll both grow older
and the sky above us
and the ground beneath us
and the air around us
and the ocean to the right
measure your arm length
i can't live without it
i treasure those thirty inches
i want to talk about it.
and the sky above us
and the ground beneath us
and the air around us
and the ocean to the right
love you in the cold air
your long hair makes me shiver
above you i see the sun
light up every sliver
and the sky above us
and the ground beneath us
and the air around us
and the ocean to the right
and the sky above us
and the ground beneath us
and the air around us
and the ocean to the right
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