stradapult

one wound up punch of intuition
lays flat my whole take on us.
you're the girl on the wing of a barnstormer
the tidal rabbit who came of age before her time.

i sold all my evil motives,
no icicles stuck in my hide.
i'm through with riddles, i know we're little
just help me feel warm inside.

before we take this ride and let it slide
into the cracks where fall and winter collide.
i surrender all my gall in a song of modern love.

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add it up and basically people never change.

they just talk and make plans in the dark
or make haste with ideas that can't help
but creep good people out
as you talk to me too much you're assuming
we don't always want what's right

two fallen saplings in an open field.
snow padding gently on an empty bench.
an old woman's jewelry lying unadorned.
colo nesting robins allied for the first time.
i know when you hear these sappy lines
you'll roll your eyes and say "nice try".



The Shins rock my world. I's gosta find Flake Music, I think.