Did you notice?
Something strange about the light
Streaking across the sky last night
I'm still falling through the white
Their love was as inevitable as the tide As inevitable as the tide
Eyes
of emerald green
Young lovers
equipped
with gasoline
Still falling
through white As
white as the white in white noise
Still falling
through white As
white as the white in white noise
Still falling through white As
white as the white in white noise
As white as the white in white noise
For a while
I kept looking for pieces of the broken hearts in the streets
And behind red
cinnamon bag roses Now the
rest is just scars
And dust around
evolving stars
Now the rest is just scars
And dust around
evolving stars
Still falling through white
As white as the white in white noise
Still falling through white As white as the white in white noise
Still falling through white As white as the white in white noise