and shiver under white paper showers
and stop these flowers, it would be nice for me
and i just want it to be christmas again
and for you to make everything shine for me
and me to not need to make it right for you
in high treetops i’d rather let gravel fall like grains of rice
and give up taping everyone but you
and press 'pause' and never leave the truth in blocks of ice
but change everyone's mind, and never leave at all
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what did you think it was about???
i didn't read this yesterday, i realize. which explains a lot. maybe. the nice thing is that i understand it all.
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