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12-18-2014, 07:57 PM
(Part of a series of short songs I'm doing)

so there I am
Sleeping in my grave; waking on
colored bubbles
floating along the ways
in which you speak to me
a haze of faint desires
none that take the cake
making me quaint
a little fuzzy
you fish for at night
when sleep ain’t alright
I creep in the window
just behind your eyes
The same place as the lie
that I could never love you
it keeps me just past
your fingers and toes
call them them troubles
I can whisper
them away
put them in their grave
if you could just believe in
The words that I say
The words that I say
The words that I say
The words that I say

12-20-2014, 12:39 PM
I like it, I like the way the background vocals supplement. Interesting words, and flows nicely.