I think I love how the winds all bend as the trees are passing overhead
“Given the scalpel, they dissect a kiss, they undream a dream”
She said with eloquence and wit and you dissolved in a cup of tea
But you believe it will live, how else, how strange delusional and just

“Being to timelessness as it’s to time, love will not more begin than it will end”
“I bet I’m drinking my last cup of coffee, I bet I’m finally falling asleep”

Maybe bruises, they will become kisses
Through the bristles of pigeons in Paris
Maybe lovers, they will become dreamers
But now you make a wish

I can’t imagine being miserable without making love
A little bit of your song a little bit of your word is still in my ear

Maybe bruises, they will become kisses
Through the bristles of pigeons in Paris
Maybe lovers, they will become dreamers
But now you make a wish

Cold turkey plastic knives silicone doublethink
Fingernails coffee cups sugar free tambourines
they're their hormones pigheaded scientists
NRA impulse fights thank you come again

It melted into the grey faster than the snow you wrote our names in
But your hair like cold, it clings to my coat each one for a sunset.

Maybe bruises, they will become kisses
Through the bristles of pigeons in Paris
Maybe lovers, they will become dreamers
But now you make a wish


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