Never thought that things could ever change
Because they were so eternally great
Who cares as long joy comes in tidal waves?
Who cares to be on time when you’re never too late?
But somehow the watches came about
And every word’s become just a plain second on the clock
Our love’s like
Icecream in the sand
A burned out whale
Washed up on land
It’s like a million miles off friend
In the darkest hour
Who wants an instance of how reality
Is transfigured by the beholders eye
Take a look at the lips you once loved kissing you
See the lumps of dinner- residue fly
The air we share smells like a sick old
rose
And every heavy step - the map confirms – is leading downhill
Our love’s like
Icecream in the sand
A burned out whale
Washed up on land
It’s a million miles- off friend
In the darkest hour
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