bicyclingfish
The Fly
my philosophe
you were, you were
my stigma, my stutter
I was the bicycling fish
and you were my lover
we were dreams, dreamers in the dreams
of ten thousand lonely souls
when you watched me I was your TV
and you, my philosophe
now I'm alone
now I'm a waste
now you are my dream
I just want you
she said "sleep, lover, dreamer of mine"
I closed my eyes felt lips of wine
these are days I prefer to be blind,
a blinded stutter who isn't afraid to dream.
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Come on, come on! Be good to me...
you were, you were
my stigma, my stutter
I was the bicycling fish
and you were my lover
we were dreams, dreamers in the dreams
of ten thousand lonely souls
when you watched me I was your TV
and you, my philosophe
now I'm alone
now I'm a waste
now you are my dream
I just want you
she said "sleep, lover, dreamer of mine"
I closed my eyes felt lips of wine
these are days I prefer to be blind,
a blinded stutter who isn't afraid to dream.
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Come on, come on! Be good to me...