Cleaning out the cobwebs
so this scene plays out the right way
and I never got those humid hot nights
what special fascination they held
How long were you lying to me?
I don't think I was ever the
one and only you promised me I was
But the Sun is shining and
I don't feel that weight on my chest anymore
pushing down so I can't breathe
Late Summer
And my rocket ship is aimed for Alpha Centari
and I'm not scared
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