Go down sunshine and take my sentiment with it
Come down the Jazz of night like Rain
I must fall in love with the dark to save my sweetness.
Have your cake and eat it too
I'll join you as soon as I remember joy
Feel the fear as it is Love
Quick Quick Quick slip into a daze
A Crazy form of your dear sun has me tricking myself
That Waiting for Charlie to come Home isn't Insane.
Clay. Mirth. Simple.
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