The 'i heart yous' are wispered through sleep-
I think back: ~lets go somewhere~,
lets just take the money and leave, two bus tickets to New Mexico, ----
then we can dance over the border.-
and work our way down... eventually to the right.-
Really darling, you mean alot to me, -----
~get me the fuck out of here.~-
I was half dreaming with you right behind me-
again.... blue ponies-
words arnt pushed through when it comes to you-
no grader needed-
even when you cant say it right-
I understand-
and when you cant even say-
darling-
I know what your thinking-
please, get me out of here.-
you choked down everything unsettled in me-
its almost gone-
Im ready-
lets just be....
- anywhere-
lets get.
the .
fuck .
out of here.........

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When the air is thick with sickness
and the tears just wont relent
Your tryin to make ends meet and pay the fuckin rent
You close your eyes and fantasize of gettin away with someone else in mind
Its ok its all good or so you say its all fine
lets grab that wad of green and blaze a trail through broken lives
Girl i am yours and you are mine its our words our language our time to shine
Sure i enjoy this place and drinking juice with waffle iron cakes
but lets make our dreams come true light up some smokes
then go so far west we are heading east
Hurry up pack in head out my eversweet Elocin
we'll walk the boardwalks and shattered streets
stomp in puddles and warm our worn out feet
like you promised me before we'll meet where all ends meet
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