he said I like to think about a forest
little bits of moss on the ground
to help me fall asleep
come home
come over
come down
come and see
the clouds actually quilting the mountains before our eyes
set back behind the communality garden
instead of in order to
let's say in honor to
and tuck everything into boredom to save our lives
I'm panicking cause I'm young and can't wait for that to be over
to get over "saving"
I'm screaming about the clouds because I still wanna be on record
they're calling the record the cloud and it's almost true
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