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14 January 2008 @ 10:05 pm
(New) To Ell  
I've got you down to a science, baby
I got you down to an art
I know what you're thinking, seeking, dreaming
Even though we're worlds apart

You're the dirt under my fingernails
A permanent stain from too many lazy afternoons
Lazing in park benches
Smokin' Marlboros like bums
I think I owe you about 20 million cigs
You were always too generous
For the ways of the world

You lie in my lifeline
A permanent scar as an emblem of birth
A native tongue spoke between you and I
A lifeblood at first so timid and shy
Then gushing as the newly acquainted
Spun into gold anew

Dizzy me up with
My hands bound behind my back
Blinded and nauseous
I'd still find you
I'd still find you

Shake me around
Like big crowds always do
Shoulder to shoulder and nervous as hell
I'd still find you
I'd still find you

I've got you down to a science, baby
I got you down to an art
I know what you're thinking, seeking, dreaming
Even though we're worlds apart
 
 
 
ellyn speaks out:mytwohands on March 16th, 2008 07:18 am (UTC)
you slay me kay. you really just kill me. i love you so much & miss you with all my goddamn heart.