I know i'm not in your
a t m o s p h e r e
and I fear
that our connection
won't be
v e r y  c l e a r

The words I speak will be
muffled with s t a t i c
I'll wait for you in the a t t i c
with
my
t e l e s c o p e

I know
I know
I  k n o w

I won't see you in f o r e v e r

I hope
I hope
I  h o p e

You'll be a star that does more than
g l i m m e r

But my vision is growing
d i m m e r

And the chances are growing
s l i m m e r

As the stars
f a l l
.
.
.

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­Saturn is really nice this time of year
I think you should check out its rings.
And maybe you could get a call back to me
sometime next spring?
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.
I'll see you next spring.
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I don't yearn for touch the way others do
I don't desire to kiss people i'm interested in
I don't feel it's necessary for the foundation
of any of my relationships
But
I do yearn for love and affection
I do desire to dance with people i'm interested in
I do feel it's necessary for the foundation
of any of my relationships
to understand that I do love

I just love differently

Pressurize and squeeze
the points at which we are weak
force us to release our control with a pop.
We let out an agonized groan,
as our support beams slide out of their joints
and grate against our buildings' bones.
They keep testing our metal
to see if it breaks.
But even as our bodies shake
we remain strong together.
Our mettle was forged in fires so hot,
so we will give it our best shot
and fight them until we cannot.

i'll plant a row of daisy seeds
in the space below each eye
so they'll remind you of your beauty
when they bloom each time you cry