Have a great Labor Day weekend, everybody!
What if it's not labor
What if I want to anyway
What if that was why I got out of bed every painful stupid day after the other
And then actually now I have to wait another week?
It's
not
labor
Have a great Labor Day weekend, everybody!
What if it's not labor
What if I want to anyway
What if that was why I got out of bed every painful stupid day after the other
And then actually now I have to wait another week?
It's
not
labor
Long day
past where morning sun shines and into the dark huskiness of night
fluorescent lights beating down
then flickering off
a fanfare
a reflection
a redemption
Some things are just instinct
like when I just ran to you
as soon as I saw you
and hugged you for -
oh yeah -
the first time
very very platonic of course
you're my big brother.
Your solo is like sun shining through the clouds in my heart
it's like a platonic ballad
it's like you are playing
through first loves
and forbidden loves
and grass in the summer
and crunchy chips
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