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the moon
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I used to spend my days howling at the moon
draining glass, gathering gravel on my tooth
not much has changed in the way that that world moves
except now the moon howls too
We can talk ourselves into a headache
no oneâs trying to kill us on purpose
someday weâll read the news on the porch
until then weâll have to move
Weâll get some rest some time this afternoon
where we can bake in some light that ends too soon
if it werenât for the night iâd never leave my room
but now i get pulled in by the moon