When the sunset gets to dress itself on up
About to shine fair bright
Been up all of the night, frightfully intellectual conversation
Sensationally strung-out
Cut the rope of enticement and be about to watch everything sing
I’m ready to lend it all to you, screw these labelled days when we need to work like dogs to gain our every worth
The ocean sets itself in motion, all of this commotion leading to the slowest show in the whole wide world
Silence is golden
Pitted with our left, right and centre wits – checking everything, forgetting nothing
We just must be dancing atop all of these precariously placed branches, reaching for the ceiling which was never so very far away
Say it again, tell me when

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