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My eyes have turned so green
My pastures have given life toâ¦
Dreams of evergreen
Breathe life into the morning, into the morning
Streams of emeraldine
Bring life into the morning, into the morning
Bleeding, bludgeoning, receding
I give, you win my sleep
In my slumber our worlds collide
Denied all the things I wanted
All the things I've given
Love show me what I must give
To make you stay here with me
Far is no good to the closeness I crave
We can never be more than breathe
To a memory that fears no death
Whispers hold on to skirting boards
Lest they speak what they can't afford
Those great walls with big ears to hoard
Every node is a well for those odes that once wished you well
And all the errors were once fortunes
That reigned supreme in a world where we feasted on subtleties
Where we feasted on Dopamine