can tell by the way i talk about it. i have no idea what i'm doing.
but i'm still doing it.
like i said, "on and on and on and on."
can tell by the way i used to talk about it. i had no idea what i was doing.
and i can see that from now on, the world will always be made of this. the way the angles of her face make their ways into the shapes i see in sunspots. eyes wide, dream-ready. the mind hungry and charitable. strong fingers, delicate hands. unspeakable, unspeakable. unnameable. and great shoes.
got caught kicking the canvas down.
i had plans but they never seemed to work out.
wide-eyed and on the lookout, got caught tearing the whole thing down.
i was halfway done;
but then you know this painted scene could never leave me.
oh please believe me...
when we are awake we sing "never... ever".
this is where
you must make up your mind.
should beauty be design this time?
you decide cause we go with whatever.
we take our time.
it's like you said:
the never stopping.
i gave you archways,
and they're yours to keep.
i hope you always knew.
robots and mannequins.