I call out: “Life’s a daydream! I forgot how it tastes.”
Like a moonbeam falling down your leg at night
Through a window we thought was just a screen…and fall out,
As you start screaming that I forgot to leave it closed:
“You had told me you locked it down! I trusted you.”
“I was going to, but life got in the way.”
Like a doorway, when you check it twice and lock it down…
Through a window, it got in anyway.
Don’t we lie, just like we’re dreaming
Love is not set in stone, like a carving drawn in someone’s cave at night
He forgot when his life got in the way.
Now we linger around this “timeless artifact”
He had drawn you before he had the words to say a thing, or call out, as it starts raining:
“I forgot how this all tastes!”
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