A Weather
Ducks In a Row
It takes a midnightto get to a morning.It takes time to put, ducks in a row.Too many blankets and too many dogs,kick off the covers,and cover your arms.Hold it to my ear like a phone.When the spring will believe in this leaf.And the leaves will spring up and drop off,you said "oh my God. I love you, and how. Oh, did I say that, out loud?"I don't want my ears to burn.When the rain came, it sounded like breathing.All banana peals, and I couldn't fall.Hold the phonehold the phonehold the phone to the ground.It's the contract of canyons and mountains.White mountains that leave you alone.Leave you undone,with sleep in your eyes,to quietly rise,like a crane, flying.From here on out, I'm on my own.Letras de cancionesI'm a moisture stain, on the ceiling.I'm a lattice, clinging to dust.I sending on, to your faceAnd I know for a while, you'll brush me awayand I'll become water and grass.When the woodsmoke finally found usdidn't we really smell it at all?Hold the phonehold the phonehold the phoneto the call.Running easy, and barely-there hornets.Hold it close and then let it all fall.Hold the phonehold the phonehold the phone,to the call.
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