Wintered Rings of Saturn
the story's spoke
the songs she wrote
the long walks up the stairway
"I think i'll wear flair today"
Nothing really matters today
The storms she loved
The love she stormed
Swarm
the days alarm
you were mint, i was orange
I meant
I enjoyed the way we formed
Admittedly
we were children of porn
Late night fiilms and corn
an appetite for the born
slowly, calm down
go so slow now
You were a sunrise
I was a frown
It was sunset
where do we go now
There was a time
we unraveled with sand
When life resembled
a portion of gravel at hand
charm was something you endured
but i didn't have
"to be," was something you'd taste
But i couldn't grasp
so now it's back to
old pen and pad
You were a dear old lad
Spinely, unwinding
Down
Here before
Must we visit
once more
storms now surround saturn
as they did when we were
around that pattern
Venus peers from a distance
My hair extends
but theres just something
about wisdom
No ones going home
A song for the known
No ones going home
just a disarray
of a promise never shown
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